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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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Category Archives: Art & Poetry by Paul & Kathy Boecher
THE DEMISE OF A CIVILIZATION
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER It was at the height of it’s opulence, this city from of old,It commanded respect and attention, its streets were paved with gold,It shone like the brilliant sun in the sky, reflecting … Continue reading
TEMPORARY REFUGE
ART & POETRY BY PAUL &y KATHY BOECHER Our lives on earth are temporal – a whisper hushed and still, We’re placed here by the Father’s hand and through His mighty will, He guides us through … Continue reading
THE ROCK OF MY SALVATION
The waters part, the seas prevail,The excess pours into streams of rushing refreshment,Tumbling over granite, forging a new path,We bathe in the cleanliness of it,All our darkness is washed away,In the sound of it, we hear God’s voice,The taste cools … Continue reading
BESIDE STILL WATERS
You lead me to the waters still, you fill my soul and quench my thirst, You guide me through the paths unknown, you’re with me at my best and worst, In valleys green you watch my steps, and carry me … Continue reading
FEAR LESS
We were blessed with a gentle rain for the past day and night. It was a much needed refreshment for grass that has turned brown, trees and shrubs sapped by thirst and flowers that seem to be dying. With that … Continue reading
I AM A PARADOX
PARADOX: noun a seemingly absurd or self-contradictory statement or proposition that when investigated or explained may prove to be well founded or true. Here it is another birthday for me. At this stage of life, I feel blessed to have … Continue reading
CALM BEFORE THE STORM
ART & POETRY by PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© As I sit at my window this morning, a cold front is slowly moving across the sky. The humidity and dew point have finally taken a dive. Soon refreshing rain will come … Continue reading
CUTTING THROUGH MOUNTAINS
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© Carved from depths of hardened granite, pushing forth with force unknown, Placed upon this glorious planet, by the Hand of God alone, Through His skill and engineering, His design fits every need, … Continue reading
MORNING LIGHT
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© Shades of purple, mauve and fuschia, kiss the tender, newborn growth, Light creates most glorious patterns in the river to betroath, Skipping, dancing, with a passion, never seen in man’s own eyes, Mirrored … Continue reading
THE SUN BREAKS THROUGH
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© The sun breaks through the morning sky, Tufts of gilded white, nestles into a silver lining, Filling the expanse, With brilliant shades of gold, The sun peeks over the horizon, The heavens … Continue reading
MISTY WATERCOLORED MEMORIES
There’s something magic about painting with watercolors. You begin by moistening a piece of paper, dipping your paintbrush into color, dropping the color onto the page and watching the magic begin. Like a Rorschach ink blot it spreads across the … Continue reading
ONLY GOD CAN PROVIDE SANCTUARY
To capture the essence of a hazy, purple sunrise, To brush strokes of muted lavender and gold, To place a creature within the environment, To temper, refine, correct, re-do, The life of an artist, Yet not perfect, despite its beauty, … Continue reading
MAKE WAY FOR SUMMER
OK this is anything but serious poetry. I’m in a silly mood. The beat of a different drummer announces that it is summer, You welcome any newcomer, like a cast from “Dumb and Dumber,” A talented banjo strummer – you … Continue reading
CLEANSED WITH THE TEARS OF GOD
Mountainous clouds entwine in a sky of black,Filling with tears from the Lord of all.He sees and He knows our tribulation.The depth of our sorrow is in His hands.There is nothing we can do to take away our sadness.We cannot … Continue reading
ROCK OF AGES
Within the mountain’s early dawn, His majesty is seen, The skies fill up with brilliance, and a glorious golden sheen, His breath is seen in morning mist, His voice through eagles’ song, His power displays in sunlit rays, He shines the … Continue reading
WHERE LIES MY FAITH?
A life once filled with loneliness, a heart that seemed like stone, Has turned to Christ and all at once, that life Is not alone, To walk without the Son of God is like an empty day, Precious time that … Continue reading
HOW GREAT IS OUR GOD
Within the mountain’s early dawn, His majesty is seen, The skies fill up with brilliance, and glorious golden sheen, His breath is seen in morning mist, His voice through eagles’ song, His power displays in sunlit rays, He shines the whole … Continue reading
ANOTHER TIME, ANOTHER PLACE
ORIGINAL ART BY PAUL T. BOECHER & POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER© Long, cotton dress, brushing the tops of a cobblestone road, A child at her side, collecting posies while roaming the edge of an ancient town, A town built of … Continue reading
PEACEFUL CONTEMPLATION
I had no gift to offer on the morning of His birth, my voice had no great songs to sing, The gifts I could give had no possible worth? My words were not worthy to bring, He gave up His life, He suffered and … Continue reading
NO MORE HIDING
When days become diluted with the busyness of living, It messes with our vision, as if closing all the blinds, Our thoughts become polluted, our lives are unforgiving, Our heads become befuddled, and shadows fill our minds. The light that sweeps the darkness from our confusing state, Cannot by … Continue reading