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TELLING THE GOOD GUYS FROM THE BAD
The above is a comprehensive list of characteristics which define the antagonist of a story. I would assume that the good guy would be just the opposite of the bad guy. In the old days it was easy to tell … Continue reading
FREEDOM FROM FEAR
When life becomes impossible and full of rhetoric, When fears surround and every sound begins to make you sick, When words of hate and viciousness, spew from the pit of hell, When lies are spread and tears are shed, and Satan works his … Continue reading
TRISKAIDEKAPHOBIA
The room begins to close in on you. You feel suffocated in your inner most being. Your heart begins to race – your mouth is dry – your hands begin to tremble – your breathing becomes heavy and almost chokes … Continue reading
OH, WHAT A WEB . . .
Sin, Like a web of deception, That weaves within and out of our souls, A network of threads Intermingled with thoughts, Words, Deeds, Designed to deceive, To lead us away, To engulf us with lies, Darting in and out, With … Continue reading
A SAMPLING OF MY NOVEL
I am still writing the novel I thought I had finished last year at this time. After re-reading, having others look at it and giving an opinion, I have decided to revisit it. The book is called, “Until Our Dying … Continue reading
MY COUNTRY, MY HEART
A majestic eagle spreads his wings, a span of eight feet wide, The pinions on those glorious wings with heaven soon collide, His feathers were made for reaching God, they also serve to save, Protection for those just learning how … Continue reading
BEHIND THE DOOR
His life was a mess. He was tattered and torn; still he slowly approached the door, He had lost every hope. He was broken and worn. Yet he felt there had to be more, With all of his might, with … Continue reading
WITH A SONG IN MY HEART
On November 10, 1907, Jane Froman was born in the small Missouri town of University City. She grew up in Missouri and considered Columbia, Missouri her home town. Her parents separated when she was only five. Little Jane suffered with … Continue reading
FROM A TRICKLE TO A RAGING RIVER
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© A small mass of melting snow trickles gently over rocks and crevices, Weeping as the tears of God, Hemorrhaging from each pore within the granite, Shards of glasslike ice, Intertwining, Mingling, Coexisting, … Continue reading
MOVIE BINGING or FILLING EMPTY HOURS
The light over the kitchen sink, cast an eerie glow. The stillness was almost deafening. She moved with short, thoughtful steps from one room to the other. Were she to fall, would anyone know? Her mind filled with thoughts of … Continue reading
THY WILL BE DONE . . .
A young child clings to life. He has endured months of chemotherapy. His tired little body is shrinking every day and life is being sapped from his tiny frame. We’re told to ask that God’s will be done. Yet what … Continue reading
WHAT A WEEK!!!!!!!
This has been an unusually crazy week. Last Friday I masked up and ventured out to buy some candy to pass out to any would be trick or treaters. I decided to choose something I like, because I knew I’d … Continue reading
THROW BACK THURSDAY – MY GREAT GRANDPARENTS
Today is Throw Back Thursday. I chose to pull this picture out today, because I wonder what these two would think of our country in its current state. They were a wonderful couple – one that meant stability to me. … Continue reading
TAKE ME AWAY
In solitude we sometimes find ourselves – we need some time alone, A quiet place where life stands still – an instant safety zone, Where waters blue surround us, where peace is everywhere, Where you can hear the voice of God, in … Continue reading
WAIT A LITTLE LONGER
MATTHEW 26:36 ESV “Then Jesus went with them to a place called Gethsemane, and he said to his disciples, “Sit here, while I go over there and pray.” A single stream of silver light shone upon Him. giving a faint … Continue reading
I NEED NOT FEAR
This relief sculpture of Jesus, the Good Shepherd was done several years back by Paul Boecher. It still resides in Bay Pines, Florida Lutheran Church. Paul was commissioned to do this piece and his love for Jesus shines through. The … Continue reading
FORBODING
A pale glimmer of mauve glistens over the city as the sun descends into night,Leaving a path of darkened shadows and sparkling diamonds in its wake,Reflections cover a cobblestone street, mirroring the lamplight from inside,Some shops remain open, while others … Continue reading
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