ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
I was asked how I was doing yesterday and responded that I was doing all right. I sometimes ask myself that same question. The grieving process is different for every person. For me, I guess it hasn’t all set in yet. Time has been filled with the task of restructuring my living space. My family has been such a rock-solid bunch. I often wonder how they became that way, but I’m convinced that they’ve grown up in an environment of love, compassion and God at the center. That doesn’t mean we don’t fall apart at times. It’s the little things that make my life so blessed. As I try to organize the massive body of artwork that my husband accumulated over a lifetime, I stumble upon so many treasures. Each drawing, painting, piece of sculpture, each little sketch book becomes a look into the life of an amazing mind. I’ve come across these little drawings or studies that Paul created while sitting on the river’s edge, in a tree hunting for something or simply in a room that drew upon his imagination. In these daily finds, you can get a glimpse of a man who loved God’s creation and used his talent to share that love with others. These little notebooks, journals and hidden blessings lift me up each day. I hope that the love we shared is expressed as I present them to you with my poetry.
Butterflies tickle my insides each time I try something new
I worry and fret and often forget how Jesus knows just what to do.
He’s always around when I need Him, He walks with me all of the way.
He won’t let me down – He helps me find strength to sweep all frustration away.
No matter the day or the hour, I experience His awesome power.
He’s there at my side and with me He’ll abide through rain storm or light falling shower.
So when I am tempted to give into fear, I stand confident in His grace.
He is my defense – He helps me make sense of the difficulties that I face.
I praise Him today for all that He gives to a wretch as hopeless as me.
Because of His love, which comes from above, sins were buried and I am set free.
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I’m so sorry for your loss 🙏🏻
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Thank you for your kindness.
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Again, I think I have said this before but always wanted to better at painting or art. I had an art teacher that told me I was very poor and laughed at me. Love the combination of your words and his art.
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When Paul get as i elementary school he failed art. Simply because he didn’t follow the prescribed lesson plan. Guess he always thought outside the box.
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He can certainly purchase our freedom from prisons that money has no power of transaction.
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Beautiful words on grieving and how we manage. Thanks for sharing! 😎😎
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Thank you for your kind words❤️
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That love between you and Paul shared comes through very strong as does your love for and with God.❤️❤️🙏🙏
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It was the glue which held us together for so long.
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Our Father has given you that special gift of His presence that you had together with Paul. I know, and share your grief, but, more than this, I want to share the praises that He gives as He draws you closer to Himself. He has betrothed us to another — His precious Son — who will be with us forever.
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Thank you for those kind words. My grief is outweighed by the knowledge that Paul has reached heaven. 💕
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I am happy for you that your husband left you with so many beautiful depictions of God’s creation and I’m grateful that you share them with us along with your uplifting devotional poetry.
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I am blessed by his legacy. I believe this is a way to honor his memory and share the love we had together in our long life together. Thank you for enjoying these posts.
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I love how you are celebrating Paul even as you are grieving your loss. Thank you for sharing his awe-inspiring artwork, your meaningful poetry, and the ponderings your heart. Today’s poem especially spoke to me as I experienced the frustration of losing an afternoon’s worth of blog-post research gleaned from the internet. I did NOT stand as confident in God’s grace as I would have liked. I felt like throwing my computer through the window! But in the recesses of my mind God reminded me that he would see me through, just as he has countless times before. My part was to trust him. Thankfully I slept well last night, and was able to re-research this morning–not all the same info that I had, but sufficient. Perhaps it will turn out to be more useful than yesterday’s collection. Thank you again for your encouraging poem, Cathy!
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Thank you so much for your very kind words Nancy. This process has been rather cathartic for me. Paul had been ill for so long and there were so many times I didn’t know whether to pray for healing or heaven. It took me a long time to know that all I needed to pray for was Gods will to be done. Both of us knew that heaven is our final destination so we were well prepared.
Also know how frustrating doing research can be, but even in those details God has promised to be with us. He gave you extra time to formulate your post. We don’t always realize his wisdom, but it’s always there when we need it. I always enjoy your words and can tell that you already know that.
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