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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/prose
IN THE WEEDS
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© Camouflaged right in the forefront, hidden there among the weeds, Obscured from anyone’s vision, his countenance supercedes, The morsels of remaining corn, become his holiday feast, But no one sees that he is there, … Continue reading
INNOCENCE
ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© Our lives begin in innocence, we are too young to know, But even in those fledgling years, we choose the way we go, Our minds are bright our will is strong, … Continue reading
WINTER’S GRIP
Spent the morning at the clinic waiting to be told what I already knew. I have a sinus infection. So I’m a little late in getting a post done. This has been a much easier winter for us than last … Continue reading
THE FARM
The path to the house was lined with a brigade of tall sentries. Each pine had been meticulously planted and nurtured for years. It was now their duty to protect the meager house from the elements. Once you reached the … Continue reading
Hearts Melting
Intricate patterns of geometrical shapes Created one by one. Snowflakes – Each with a unique design. Like us they are not only unique, They are destined to melt down. They float gently through their brief existence – Maybe experiencing an … Continue reading
Thy will – Not Mine
There are still mountains to climb – trails to forge – goals to be accomplished. So much to do before the earth consumes my flesh and I return to it. Where was this fire, this desire and zeal to serve … Continue reading
Fire
Crackling flames spit sparks onto the sides of a fire pit. Golden toasted marshmallows hang tightly to a green branch. The chill of winter invades your joints and consumes your breath. A fleecy blanket caresses your shoulders. You move closer. … Continue reading
SNOW WHITE
I never thought of white as my favorite color. All shades of blue and green and some shades of red or brilliant yellow are more my choice. White is the color of milk and those fluffy cumulus clouds that float … Continue reading
Minnesota White
The sky blankets us with a grey mask of clouds. The thermostat may not reach 20 today. Crystal shards line the street where a plow left its remains. The hardened, pressed snow crunches beneath your feet and your shoes collect … Continue reading
TO GOD BE THE GLORY!
There are moments when my confidence wanes – when fear gets in the way of the things that need to be said or done – when trepidation steps on my backbone – when My tongue gets tied into knots and words … Continue reading
There is Time
The shadows of time have crept slowly and insidiously into this old vessel. Sometimes in dreams I see mansions filled with treasures and beauty beyond belief – Streets lined with gold and abundance everywhere – no sorrow, no pain, no … Continue reading