THE EMPTY CROSS – Sculpture prototype by Paul Boecher

The photo accompanying this post is of a cross that hangs in our home. It was originally designed to appear at the front of a church. The cross is empty, but the scars of the suffering which occurred remain. My husband decided against this commission several years ago, because a member of the committee reviewing it thought it was too gruesome. His decision was based on his commitment to the truth of Jesus’ suffering and the cost that our Savior paid for our iniquities. Jesus no longer resides on the cross. He died there, yes, but His body was resurrected on the third day as He promised it would be. Because of this price – this gift to us – we will not have to suffer the pangs of death. He did it for us.



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
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