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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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Original art by Paul T. Boecher© Sparkling facets of frost, scraped from windshields to get a clear view of the road, but do we take time to really inspect the beauty of it? The tiny patterns etched into ice by the … Continue reading
Original Art by Paul T. Boecher© There was no room for the child to be born in the inn. Is there room in our hearts for Him today? Open the door.
Our dog is a Llewellyn Setter going on seven years old. It took him more than six years to warm up to us. Perhaps it’s because of his British lineage that he’s a bit on the stuffy side. On the … Continue reading
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
When life gets tough we sometimes feel we have to run away. We look at things much differently with every passing day. It seems too complicated to stay and go the course. We give in to selfish thinking, we give … Continue reading
Back in the ’80s, Mac Davis wrote a song called, “Lord, it’s hard to be humble.” Everyone thought the lyrics were nonsensical, because to be humble means putting yourself on the low end of the totem pole. Being humble in the 21st … Continue reading
He was just a little baby boy, but like no other one. He fussed and cried like babies do, but this was God’s own Son. People came to see the King and found Him in a place Unlike all other … Continue reading
He was like any ordinary little boy born with ten fingers and toes. To His mother, more than a miracle – to His dad, a stepson who would definitely follow in His Father’s footsteps. To the shepherds He was … Continue reading
The prophets had foretold it in ancient days gone by – How God made flesh would come to us and for our sins would die. A virgin would conceive Him, so God and man He’d be. In Bethlehem she bore … Continue reading