ORIGINAL ART BY PAUL T. BOECHER & POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER©
Scuffed by the constant thrashing of the elements,
Exterior somewhat battered by overuse,
Sitting quietly in the peace of the harbor,,
Waiting for another chance,
Like us, clothed in dignity and strength on the outside,
Yet falling apart internally,
Pushing hard to survive, struggling to stay afloat,
Our bones cry out for relief, our minds turn to the end of the journey,
Where will it take us?
What lies ahead?
When your anchor is embedded in Jesus,
The destination is sure,
Cast your burdens on Him,
He gives us a reprieve,
Trust in the pilot to take you home.