“Golden Moment” acrylic on canvas 20×16 by Paul T. Boecher©
Ask any outdoor painter when it’s the best time to create art and they will undoubtedly say – in the morning or at twilight. During these brief moments, God has taken every color out of His paintbox to capture the perfection of light and shadows. Across the towering peaks, beside each tree branch or within a mountain lake, you’ll find a rainbow – brilliance – a masterpiece, just waiting to be transferred to a canvas. Even the wildlife take on a shimmering, golden glow. Even the best artist can’t match God’s splendor, but they can try to come close.
Kathy Boecher
About atimetoshare.me
As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension.
I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog.
I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ.
My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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Which is why it is the height of foolishness for anyone to say, “there is no God!” Man cannot begin to replicate any of what Godjas created. Have a wonderful day.
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Amen, sister.
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I love your words Kathy as I love your husband’s art a beautiful compliment of one another as is your marriage—and I have a special affinity for moose 🙂
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Thanks, Julie. The feeling is mutual. You write some really inspiring words. Paul’s art helps to inspire most of mine. I’m not particularly crazy about moose, but I love the way he captured the light throughout this painting.
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My husband knows how much I love them and loves to tell me that he has a moose hunt planned for Alaska or Canada and we’re going to hang the head over the mantle—with me immediately ranting that we do not hunt moose in this house!! with him laughing all the way 🙂
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LOL. MY HUSBAND HUNTS, BUT USUALLY JUST TO SEE THE ANIMALS AND USE THEM FOR FUTURE REFERENCE. WE DO HAVE A FEW HEADS ON THE WALL THOUGH.
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the heads on our walls are whitetail deer. When we first married—he had 11 heads hung over his television—needless to say 11 sets of eyes staring down as one attempted to watch TV was most disconcerting. Now the only heads are hung up in the basement–which mind you isn’t finished, they’re just hung up, out the way and no longer stare glaringly at anyone! And as he’s gotten older, he doesn’t hunt nearly like he did—and we do have a freezer full of meat—which I use all the time—-when I first met him, he actually had dead ducks in his freezer—and I’m not talking duck to cook—these things had feather and all as he dabbled in taxidermy having worked for one all through high school—this city girl learned a whole lot, quite fast 🙂
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You just brought back some old memories. One of my first eye opening moments, being married to a hunter for just a few months, was opening the fridge door to be stared back at by three stiff pheasants complete in all their plumage. That ended quickly. Then there was the caribou that originally hung high over an open staircase. When we moved into our next home there were no more high ceilings but my husband insisted on hanging it in our dining room. The broad expanse of antlers made it necessary to hang him at eye level. I never felt comfortable eating with a caribou looking over my shoulder. He now lives with our son – the caribou, not my husband!
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Hilarious Kathy—you have me laughing!!
ahh if we haven’t run much the same course. Many of the heads are with our son—his wife allows them to hang in a spare bedroom 🙂 aka office.
In my classroom we had a full standing turkey, two hooded mergansers, a pheasant, a complete tree trunk with three raccoons, a hawk, and an owl–all compliments of life spent working with a taxidermy—
I don’t much miss those critters 🙂
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