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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 Amazon.com.
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GOD US EVERYWHERE . . .
ART & POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER Recently, I picked up my watercolors and started painting flowers. It was not yet time to get into the garden and I’m still struggling with a cough acquired from pneumonia. There are times when … Continue reading
DECORATION DAY . . .
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER They called it Decoration Day so many years ago, We’d dress our bikes with crepe paper to let our neighbors know, Our pride was in the best place yet for all of … Continue reading
SUMMER HOLIDAY . . .
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© Paul loved working with watercolor pencils. I’ve found a few sets of them as I rummage through his many art supplies. He created quite a collection of intricate drawings – each one telling … Continue reading
IN FLANDER’S FIELD . . .
ART BY KATHY BOECHER – POETRY BY JOHN MCRAE (1872-1918) In Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row,That mark our place: and in the skyThe larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below. We are … Continue reading
CATCH OF THE DAY . . .
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© It’s the beginning of a long weekend of welcoming summer. Docks will be put into the lake. Boats restored and buffed up for the coming season. The grill will be lit, and … Continue reading
REMEMBERING THE COST . . .
I’ve been watching a lot of television lately. I’m at the age of “BINGING,” which means, I have history at my fingertips. Finding that many of the series with episodes that would fill a huge tome of stories, I’ve found … Continue reading
GO ON WITH THE SHOW . . .
Is life just a moment when we pass through time – when our hopes and dreams lead to amazing adventures or fall by the wayside and get trampled deep into the ground? Are we placed here for a purpose, as … Continue reading
AGING WITH A SMILE . . .
The last time I went shopping, I sat in my car and observed others hustling and bustling with their carts filled with tons of groceries and a child or two. I tend to do that a lot lately – observe. … Continue reading
MONDAY RAIN . . .
We’ve been longing for some substantial rain to bring springtime up to its full potential. Last night, we finally got some. As I look out my window this morning, I see a sky of grey, trees with soaked branches drooping … Continue reading
JUST AROUND THE CORNER
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© In just a few days, the beginning of summer unofficially occurs. Memorial Day comes a little early this year, but kids are eager for school days to end. Graduates are saying goodbye … Continue reading
HIDDEN IN THE TREES . . .
ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© I can almost feel myself in this location right now. It is a quiet spot, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. The carved stone creates a stunning background, … Continue reading
BUILD, ADD, LIVE, REPEAT . . .
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER It never fails to amaze me how God protects all of His creation and gives them the tools to survive. A mother Osprey carefully covers her eggs with small twigs from the … Continue reading
PROVERBS 31 WIFE . . .
My husband had a beautiful mind. He was an artist, a naturalist, a teacher, a businessman, a husband, dad, grandpa and great grandfather. Most of all, he loved the Lord. The image I’m sharing today is what this stone originally … Continue reading
COUNTING OUR BLESSINGS . . .
I usually don’t have a problem with falling asleep at night. As I spend the short time between closing my eyes and actually beginning the process usually takes seconds. Once my head hits the pillow, my brain shuts down. Actually, … Continue reading
GIGI’S ADVENTURE CONTINUES . . .
As a great grandmother, I can dote, fuss over, brag about and rely on seeing an amazing smiley face, from the little boy who has stolen my heart. He calls me GiGi. The name has become quite popular in our … Continue reading
AGING CHEESE GETS MOLDY . . .
“A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread—and Thou – Beside me singing in the Wilderness. Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!” Omar Khayyam The average life expectancy in the United States is 78.6. … Continue reading
A HIDDEN SANCTUARY . . .
Art & inspiration by Paul & Kathy Boecher© What seems to be a broken-down cabin, in fact holds many memories and stories. It could have been a refuge from the hustle and bustle of city life. It may have been … Continue reading
MY MOTHER . . .
Don’t you just love it when there’s a little voice trailing behind you saying, “Mom – mom, mommie, mother, ma, mom, mom, mom? Little ones are constant sources of questions, needs, demands and wants. “I want a cookie,” “I want a new … Continue reading
THOSE WHO CALL ME MOM . . .
When I became pregnant with our first child, the doctor had me convinced I was going to have a boy. There were no ultrasounds then, so it was by guess only. When she arrived, I was under the influence of anesthetic … Continue reading