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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: Poetry by Kathy Boecher
GOD IS MORE PATIENT . . .
Another great attribute of God is His enduring patience. When we need to wait for something, we tend to lose that ability and even ask God to give us some as we pray. When that happens, God may give us … Continue reading
TIME CHANGES EVERYTHING, OR DOES IT?
Have you ever looked at the eyes of an infant and wondered what they might be thinking. That tiny body has gone through the trauma of childbirth. He was intricately formed in his mom’s body, knit perfectly together by the … Continue reading
GIVE THANKS IN ALL CIRCUMSTANCES . . .
POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER© How can I thank you, Lord, for all you’ve done for me? Your perfect love surrounds me and sets my spirit free. You’ve taken all my sins away. You cleanse my heart both night and day. … Continue reading
LOOK TO THE SKY
POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER© Clouds go dancing through the heavens – painted for our pleasure, Elephants or angels fly – on canvas without measure, The great expanse can turn to dust – its face will fill with rage, But when the clouds dispel their grief, … Continue reading
CHANGE IS ALMOST ALWAYS GOOD . . .
I suppose Mark Twain would’ve been considered a radical in his time, and even today he’d be politically incorrect, but he made a lot of sense. He didn’t mince words when it came to the politicians of his day and … Continue reading
BORN WITH A TERMINAL DISEASE
The thought of a terminal disease creates thoughts of death. Those words strike fear and anxiety into anyone faced with them. After all, didn’t God promise a life planned exclusively in each one of us? He promised in His book, … Continue reading
THE GOD OF PEACE . . .
POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER “FINDING PEACE” Where can you find some peace of mind, when all around seems lost,In city streets so dimly lit, at an expensive cost,In valleys green where water pours through rivers pure and clean,In shadows of … Continue reading
SEARCHING FOR PEACE
It may seem that the world is in an eternal state of chaos. In fact, it is. We see it every day as we read or view the news of wars, murder, hatred, immorality and inhumanity. Where do we find … Continue reading
LIKE TEARS FALLING . . .
There seems to be a lot to cry about these days. The world is filled with an abundance of tears. We cry because we’re troubled, anxious, physically in pain or emotionally suffering. Tears can be a blessed relief when we’re … Continue reading
SUMMER SURPRISES . . .
Every day is a bonus and I thank God for allowing me another opportunity to experience His glory in creation. The image I’ve included in my post comes from my garden. For almost three years our backyard garden was turned … Continue reading
GOD BE WITH MY FAMILY . . .
The past few weeks have been filled with family time, sharing good times, laughter, old memories and new ones made. Getting together as a family for special days has always been a part of lives. We aren’t all together each … Continue reading
LORD, HEAL OUR LAND . . .
The past week was filled with anticipation, disappointment, fear and sometimes rage. Wars continue to rage in far off countries while here at home we’re fighting an even greater enemy. As we begin a new week which focuses on America … Continue reading
THE AGE OF INNOCENCE . . .
POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER© When we look into the face of a newborn, all we see is sweetness and innocence. The angelic countenance of an infant could not possibly be imperfect in any way. As they grow into toddlers, we wonder who … Continue reading
JUST PASSING THROUGH
What is the world to me? This is a question we may tend to ask as we come to the end of our journey here on earth. We’ve traveled through roads unknown. We’ve wandered through deserts that parch the tongue … Continue reading
WALKING WITH JESUS . . .
POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER Footprints in the sand pressed deeply by two sets of feet. They have a purpose in walking side by side. But when one set disappears it easy to see, by the weight carried by those lone … Continue reading
NATURE’S BOUNTY
PHOTO OF CALLA LILIES & POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER A place of manicured, well tended plants A crew of master gardeners to keep it free from infection, How lovely if humanity mimicked nature, If hands worked together to create beauty, Instead of raising … Continue reading
HE IS NOT HERE – HE HAS RISEN
A short time before the women arrived to tend to the burial needs of their slain Messiah, a small earthquake shook the earth. An angel appeared on top of the stone covering the opening to the grave. He was white … Continue reading
PURPLE MORNING MAJESTY . . .
THE VIEW OUTSIDE MY SIDE WINDOW THIS MORNING . . . I look out my window at dawn of each day, The sky fills with glory and begs me to pray, My God is my helper, my strength and my … Continue reading
THE BEAT OF A DIFFERENT DRUMMER . . .
POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER Since it’s Throw Back Thursday, I’ve opted for a rerun. The beat of a different drummer, the rhythm that forms its song, The ratta-tat-tat of the lonely drum, creating a deafening, mortal, gong, The march of weary, … Continue reading
GOD’S CREATURES – GREAT & SMALL
Something has been missing from our landscape for quite a while. Yesterday we were blessed with a fresh covering of the white stuff. Suddenly, that which was almost green grass is now arrayed in a carpet of glistening diamonds. As I write this, … Continue reading