ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

Paul had always been an early riser. He especially liked to paint at the dawn of a new day. The painting for today is shown in the process of being created and the finished product. You can almost see the moisture of morning in the surrounding grass.

The golden orb has returned to the morning sky today. Drops of dew cling tightly to the blades of newly grown grass and weeds. Each day starts like this for me. I wake, usually with the sun, work my way slowly to the bathroom, splash some water on my face, feel refreshed and then I look in the mirror. At least one or two new wrinkles have appeared. I guess, like the weeds that grow within the new grass so, grow those wrinkles. We grow older. Our steps are slower and more cautious. Our dreams for the future have now turned to heaven. The aging process is tough, but we manage to get through it. Some days are better than others. The sun doesn’t always shine. Dark clouds fill a heavy sky and the things we planned for don’t always happen.

Thankfully, God never changes. He is always the same. He is consistent, ever present, all knowing and so powerful, we must seem like ants to Him. Instead, He attends to each and every need we encounter. He hears each prayer. He answers on His own timeline, but always answers. He is by our side through all the adventures awaiting us. He gives us amazing gifts – like the morning mist.

You beckon me before your throne.  I have no plea to give.

My sins are far too many and  I don’t deserve to live,

But still you call to me.  You tell me it’s all right,

You promise that you’ve carried me from darkness into light.

You gave your only Son to wash away my sin,

I don’t deserve this love that you have placed so deep within,

My soul is cleansed and free.  You’ve done that with your love.

I now can look into your eyes when we meet up above.