REFLECTING ON A LIFE . . .

Posted on December 31, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

One year ago, I was remembering time spent with family and the laughter we shared together. When the clock showed the ending of that day, I had no idea that my life would change drastically within a short span of time. Life is very fragile. It can go from one extreme to another in just of few hours. We knew, as a family, that our patriarch was longing for his place in heaven. His body had endured pain, thoughts of dying and the loss of vigor and strength. He hung tightly to life, feeling that he still had work to do for the Lord, but it was time. The next day – the first day of this year – he went to be with Jesus. A part of me died with him that day, but his art has been his legacy to us. Each day, as I posted a painting, sketch or piece of sculpture, I had him right beside me. The poem I’m posting today was written in 2018. It is a tribute to the man I loved for over sixty years. His memory will remain in my heart until we’re united again.

The years of more than eighty-three, have drifted quickly by,

I’ve shuffled on this rugged orb, I’ve laughed a lot and cried,

Fell hopelessly in love one day, the true love of my life,

I gave my heart to him alone, when he took me as his wife,

We watched three precious children grow, we stretched each single cent,

What we gave up, we did for them, and out the money went,

As parents we don’t often think of what the cost might be,

For if we did, the chances are, no children would we see,

Our lives rolled on as theirs did too, they fledged out on their own,

They found careers that filled their lives, but still they were alone,

When love found them and touched their hearts, life’s cycle turned once more,

They pledged their lives to those they loved, they opened life’s great door,

So many years and memories can fill us to the brim,

The days are marked off quickly, our eyesight may turn dim,

Our bodies lose their power and strength, our minds may also fail,

The simple things we used to do, are lost to no avail,

Old age is harder than you think, just wait ’til you get there,

Your skin will hang on withered bones, you start to lose your hair,

Your waning physical prowess, has all but lost the war,

You’re wrinkled and you’re weakening, your muscles are so sore,

You’re cranky and impatient too, you can’t escape the truth,

You’re not much longer for this world, your drooling is uncouth,

You’ve turned into a child once more, you need another’s aid,

Is this all there is left for you, is this why you were made,

Of course, I know that isn’t true, for this is just the start,

My dying wish will be fulfilled, it’s written on my heart,

No matter what I’ve done in life, no matter where I roam,

My fate is sealed through Jesus, Christ and heaven is my home.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER YEAR. THOUGH LIFE CHANGES DAILY, I KNOW THAT YOU NEVER DO. PREPARE MY HEART FOR YOUR KINGDOM.

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LET YOUR LIGHT SHINE . . .

Posted on December 30, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

“Let nothing dim the light that shines from within.” Maya Angelou

ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER©

As 2025 begins to fade into oblivion, it’s time to recharge our batteries and get our light shining once again. Light is something we can’t survive without. It is essential to our well-being and survival. As the days begin to grow longer again, our inner brightness will begin to come through. This has been quite a year of ups and downs for all of us. The world is still fighting wars, rumors of wars, hatred, equality and a whole plethora of seemingly hopeless issues. When we put our focus on God, our problems won’t go away, but they will become bearable. His righteous hand will lead us on the right path. He will never let us go. He never changes. He is the Creator of all things and has a plan for each and every one of them – including us.

How do you harness the sun and capture the magnificence of its light?

Some have tried to manage the physical light that encompasses them,

Some struggle to bring illumination back into their lives by setting goals & dreaming dreams,

Some never find it,

Some are filled to the brim with it,

Some will continue to spend their lives searching for it,

God is the source,

He created light from darkness – it was His first creation,

Separating the night from day – setting time into place,

He controls the sun, the moon and stars,

He lights the world with His radiance,

When the world seems so ugly and dark,

When it seems that nothing will ever be bright again,

When the darkness of sin has penetrated every aspect of our daily living,

Turn to the Creator,

His light shines brightly through His Word,

When we let Him, He shines through us,

Leading others to the flame of His truth,

Let your light shine.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY – FOR BRINGING THE LIGHT OF THE WORLD INTO IT. HELP US TO SHINE BRIGHTLY IN THIS PLACE OF DARKNESS. ALWAYS POINTING THE WAY TO YOU!

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HEALING WINGS . . .

Posted on December 29, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

Many of the paintings I’ve shared with you this past year include scenes of nature and how God provides for all creatures great and small. He has healing in His wings. His hands carry us through whatever we face physically, emotionally and spiritually. We can hide from danger in their protection. We can be comforted and cuddled by them. We can soar along with the eagles on those strong and mighty wings, and we can rest in them with assurance that He will always be with us. The year 2025 is beginning to wane. In a couple days we will welcome a new one. We may make resolutions for the coming year. We may or may not keep those promises, but we can always depend on God’s promises being fulfilled.

In a year filled with ups and downs, we can be confident that our God will never break any of His promises. He is steadfast and true in every instance. Ending an old year can be lethargic as we hang onto memories that linger. It can also be cathartic as we look to the future with hope. Walking with the Creator of the universe will get us through every day of every year that we live. The span of this past year has opened my eyes to many memories, dreams, goals, losses and tears. The years to come will include those moments of awareness and acceptance. Let your resolutions include thanking Jesus for every day. This time has been freely given to us to follow Jesus, use Him as your role model, ask and receive His forgiveness and share His love with others.

You hold me safely in Your hand.
For everything my body does demand.
You guide my steps, You hold me tight,
You strengthen me with all your might.
You lift me out of ever sinking sand.
I am one speck upon this ground.
There are so many other folks around.
But still You find the time for me,
You gave your life to set me free,
Your mercy always will abound.
When I am weary from the tasks of life,
And burdened with death’s heavy strife,
You give me confidence within,
To live my life free from all sin,
Within your mighty healing wings.

“Don’t just step into the new year — leap into it with courage, curiosity, and kindness.” — inspired by Maya Angelou

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SPREAD YOUR WINGS . . .

Posted on December 28, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

Paul always had a sketchbook with him in the car so that he could quickly draw an image that attracted his attention. Most sketches remain in that book until they’re ready to be used for reference. The lessons we learn from one year can be valuable in how we approach a new one. Looking back at how we managed to survive a serious obstacle gave us the stuff we needed to handle those things in the future. As this year closes and a new one begins, I can’t believe a whole year has almost been spent. I started each day of 2025 with a simple prayer thanking Jesus for another day. That prayer sustained me throughout the year. God has already laid out His plan for me, so I had confidence it would be good. Of course there were roadblocks. The first occurred on the very first day of 2025 when my husband passed away. I needed every ounce of strength, wisdom and faith which God offered freely. In examining Paul’s sketchbooks, I see the same prayer being fulfilled in all his days on this planet. He used his gift to express his love for nature, his passion for the beauty of God’s creation and his determination to share God’s love with anyone who would listen. He wasn’t afraid to spread his “wings.” He taught me the grace that Jesus brought back into the world with His coming. He made it possible for me to believe that I was worthy of God’s forgiveness, because of the love Jesus has for all human beings. As a new year begins, those truths will stay in my heart. I will be able to approach the challenges that lay ahead with confidence that I can thank Jesus for another day.

Birds can’t fly unless they open their wings,

They soar through the air and their voices sing,

If we flew that high or just opened a door,

We could make things happen and so much more.

As a new year arrives and minutes fly,

Will we arrive at our place in the sky,

We strive for success, we hope for the best,

We hope that our goals will finally be met.

A second chance is God’s greatest gift,

Forget all that’s past, to a new plan shift,

With every new day, we begin once more,

But first we must open our own front door.

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WALKING INTO A NEW YEAR . . .

Posted on December 27, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & INSPIRATION BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

My great grandson has been walking for a while now. He’s getting better at it every day. At first, he had to be watched and somewhat sheltered so he wouldn’t hurt himself, but a few falls and bruises have made him well aware that there are consequences to moving too fast. When we approach a new year, our first thought is to get out of the old one as quickly as we can. All the ugliness – tears – failed goals – disappointments – pain and loss are things we would prefer to leave behind. We set our hopes high for the coming year. We almost expect things to get better, but that isn’t always the case. In most instances, we often forget those resolutions and go back to the same bad habits.

The watercolor I’m sharing today, gives a sense of moving from one space to another. Change can be difficult, or it can lead to something better. As long as we dwell on this planet, there will be troubles. Even though God answers prayers He sometimes has a purpose for us to go through dark times. It’s part of the thing we call life. He may want us to experience those times to toughen us. Maybe He wants us to learn from them. It could be that our challenges in this life are preparing us for what’s to come. We can only guess what He intends from these obstacles. We can be sure that it is for our good that He sets them in our way.

The toddler struggles at first with those initial steps. He may run into a table. He might get hurt. He might even have to try again. The simple truth is that we have our God walking beside us. He will rescue us from the pains that go along with falling. He’ll show us that bad decisions have bad consequences. He loves us, even though our stubborn natures often get us into trouble.

As we prepare for changing the page on the calendar – turning over a new leaf – making resolutions that we know we won’t keep – let’s look forward to new horizons. These times of grace allow us to learn and eventually win the race. The prize comes and it bestows the crown of eternal life.

“THE SECRET OF GETTING AHEAD IS GETTING STARTED.” Mark Twain

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THE END OR JUST THE BEGINNING?

Posted on December 26, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

All the excitement has come to an end – or has it. Christmas has passed – the lights will remain for another week or so. Using those gift cards and spending more money will be the call of the wild for the next few weeks. Soon the decorations will come down and be stored for another year. Or if you’re like me, my Charlie Brown tree will go in a box, but my collection of hand carved Santas will remain out. Winter will settle in and bring us below temperatures with icy roads, snow and more snow. The short break between summer and winter will eventually give way to new growth of spring. The amazing, comforting, inspirational emotions will last for a while and then things return to normal (whatever that is.)

The celebration of Easter will soon be with us, but soon the excitement of that holiday will also wear thin. Our lives are a series of ups and downs. Down time can give way to depression and anxiety. The aging process can add to that when our bodies give up and most of our time is spent in a chair or taking a nap. Each celebration of the year gives us something to look forward to – the promise of family gatherings – the excitement of the season – the end result. Christmas, however, should never end. The birth of God in the flesh is the core of the celebration. His life didn’t end in that manger. His mission was directly from His Father in heaven. He came with the sole purpose of redemption of mankind. Sins would die with Him on the cross. Death wouldn’t hold Him. He rose from death and ascended back into heaven to assure our place in paradise. So, the worldly view of Christmas can leave us empty after it has been packed away, but the truth of salvation and eternal life will continue to be available to us. Begin the final season with the surety that your sins have been forgiven. Life will go on in a much better place.

Live in my heart forever, God.  Give light to a darkened world.

Bestow on us your gift of love, through Jesus, Christ our Lord.

A peace that lasts forever.  A light that always shines.

He will forsake us never.  His hands are open wide.

Prepare us for salvation through Your own precious Son,

And grant us peace – a lasting peace – for each and everyone.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY. HELP ME TO KEEP CHRISTMAS IN MY HEART EVERY DAY AND SHARE THAT TRUTH WITH OTHERS WHO HAVE ALSO BEEN SAVED.

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A DIFFERENT CHRISTMAS . . .

Posted on December 25, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

As I sit here this morning, trying to think of something to write about, my heart is filled with joy because it’s another day to thank Jesus for my life. It’s Christmas Day – a day like none other on the calendar. My family gathered last night at my youngest daughter’s home to take part in a fabulous feast – great company and laughter. Gifts were opened. Conversation was animated and filled with love, but something didn’t feel just right.

My family has been the centerpiece of my life and always will be. We always find something to laugh about. We share memories of silly things that happened many years ago. We love each other with the common bond we have in our shared love of Jesus, our Savior. Still, there was something missing.

As I look at this picture of these amazing humans, I see my life – my experiences with them – my growing up and old with them – my joys and sorrows. There have been times when everything wasn’t just right. There were those difficult growing up years. The times we disagreed and made up. All of those things relied on the rock that guided of our lives – Jesus, our Savior. The faces in this photograph reveal something very unique in today’s world. It describes an unusual bond between us, yet something isn’t the same this year.

As lights twinkle and tantalizing food is prepared – as good times continue – as blessings flow from being together again – the empty chair will remain empty. That’s why this Christmas is different. I know that other empty spots will happen again and be replaced with new ones, but this first one is the hardest. For us, hearts are heavy even though a year has passed since our patriarch – husband – father – brother – uncle – friend – went to be with Jesus. He, on the other hand, is rejoicing in our Savior’s special celebration in heaven. He is at the feast which has no end in the presence of our Savior.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR BEING THERE FOR ME AND MY FAMILY THROUGH THIS DIFFICULT YEAR. REMIND US THAT THIS WORLD IS ONLY TEMPORARY AND THAT YOU ARE THE FULFILLMENT OF ALL OUR HOPES AND DREAMS. HELP US TO GO ON LIVING WITH THAT IN MIND.

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MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE . . .

Posted on December 24, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

Waiting can be so hard. We plan, we ponder, we wonder, we seek, we anticipate with longing the coming of the Savior, the Messiah, the King of Kings. He came many years ago to redeem the world from sin – to fulfill the covenant God, His heavenly Father made at the start – to show His unconditional love. The KIng of creation and Lord of Lords has paid the price we should’ve paid. No longer does death hold hopelessness. He came on that first Christmas in the humblest of conditions. He left the earth, covered in blood, bludgeoned and bruised for our iniquities. He conquered death by rising back to life in pure glory. The waiting is over. The time has come. Now we wait for His second coming – knowing that He always keeps His promises. Then we will see Him face to face. Christ, the Savior is born.

You could have come in glory, in purple robes and crown,

You chose a life of poverty instead,

Your bed was once a feeding trough, your palace now a barn,

A perfect place for you to lay your head,

You came to be my brother – to bear my every pain

So I could share your glory. New life will be my gain.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR THIS DAY OF CELEBRATION AND ANTICIPATION OF YOUR CHRISTMAS GIFT – THE BEST GIFT EVER!

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THE ROAD TO BETHLEHEM . . .

Posted on December 23, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ORIGINAL WOOD SCULPTURE BY PAUL & POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER© 

The events leading up to the birth of Jesus of Nazareth have taken us on an amazing journey which only God could have designed. The angel’s announcement to Mary and Joseph. The faith they both exhibited. The tongue wagging and finger pointing they endured. The treacherous journey they were about to take. They would travel almost 100 miles to Bethlehem (the birthplace of King David) over extremely rough terrain. It would take them 5 to 7 days to reach their destination on foot. The journey was not only dangerous, but Mary was about to give birth to her firstborn. She carried the Son of God within her womb as she sat on the back of a pack animal. They were required to go to Bethlehem, not only to register for the census, but also to fulfill the prophesy that the Messiah would be born there. The Old Testament is filled with prophesy regarding His coming. They were becoming true every day. It’s hard to imagine what they encountered on the way. There was the possibility of meeting wild animals. The rocky terrain rambled back and forth over a rugged trail. Thieves and vagrants were known to make their home there. They were under God’s protection for the entire trip. They would find no room for her to give birth. The town was filled to overflowing with those who had come to be registered. They settled on a shelter where newborn lambs were kept. How appropriate that the Lamb of God would be born there. It was all part of God’s plan.

Through the cobwebs of existence – through the darkness of our strife,

Through the dankness of our sinning and the wickedness of life,

Through the darkest pits of hell and the helplessness we feel,

Comes a single beam of light from heaven our sinful hearts to heal,

The light grows stronger as we move to get a closer glance,

But as we reach to touch it, we’re enveloped in a trance.

It’s just within our reach we think, but no matter how we try,

We can’t escape the darkness that consumes us from all sides,

Just when we think that all is lost and relinquish every hope,

The light erases darkness and through it we can cope,

This little light from Bethlehem became a brilliant Star,

That came to earth to save the world from sin’s most deadly scar.

He came in darkness of the night, but His brilliance cannot hide,

We are redeemed by His great might.  He’s always by our side.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY TO SHARE YOUR LOVE!

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LIVE TO DIE AND DYING TO LIVE . . .

Posted on December 22, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

This is the beginning of a new day, a new week, a new celebration – as our hearts turn to a tiny baby boy, who was the true Son of God, born into human flesh. This miraculous event brings us joy, tears, sadness, comfort, peace and hope for the beginning of a new year. My heart weeps for my sister and her family as they come to the first anniversary of the loss of their husband, father, grandfather, brother and son. Bruce passed away and left an empty spot during this amazing season of hope. One week later on January 1st of this year, my Paul found His home in paradise. This wonderful time of mixed emotions will be difficult for those who are left behind but imagine what joy to be in the presence of their Savior this year. It’s never an easy time for those of us who have lost someone to death, especially during specific times of the year. Tears fall unexpectedly. Memories pop up at the most unusual times. I keep expecting to see him walking through the door and all the things I have to tell him. This entire year, I’ve been thinking about this journey we’re all on. We’re born into this world as helpless little children. We are completely dependent on others to watch out for us. By the time we reach our eventual destiny, we are much the same. In effect we are living to die. What we do in between those times is really the reason we we were born. God placed each individual on this earth for a purpose. Every morning that we rise from a night of rest, we have work to do. Our mission as followers of Christ, is to tell others about this God/man who changed the course of history forever. When we die, our work continues in a place that we will never end. God’s home is ours. We will be with our Savior forever. We’ll see His face and be able to talk directly to Him. We will never feel the pains of life. Never again will we have to worry about Cancer, heart problems, Alzheimer’s or dementia. Our days and nights will be spent in perfection, all because of a baby. To those of us who remain on earth, we are guaranteed the same outcome, and we can be assured that our sins have already been forgiven.

It was part of a bigger plan than anyone could imagine,

It had to come from God alone, for pure hearts to be examined,

He sent His Son to pay the price, that no other life could provide,

A perfect, pure and holy life, whom with God alone did reside.

He came as a lowly baby, to be born of true God and man,

He lived a life of poverty, but was there when the world began,

What greater price could He lay down, than the treasure of His own life,

The greatest gift we’ll ever know, is the release from sin’s great strife.

He was there when the world made, He remains with us every day,

He sits upon His throne above, where we’ll meet Him and He will say,

“Well done, good and faithful servant, come enter my kingdom and live,”

“Salvation is yours without cost, eternity I freely give.”

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY OF LIFE & DEATH WITH A PURPOSE!

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THE WAITING IS ALMOST DONE . . .

Posted on December 21, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

An early morning ride up into the mountains,

Releases every ounce of tension in your soul and body,

The light caresses each tree and bounces across the hills,

The wind gently breathes upon the waters,

Causing small ripples upon the surface,

The sounds, the sights, the smell of pine trees,

The touch of the morning mist resting on your face,

The taste of dew drops as they tantalize your lips,

God is there,

He whispers in your ear,

He touches your heart,

He has painted a magnificent canvas for your enjoyment,

He excites all your senses with the majesty of it all,

Thank Him for His wonderful creation.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY TO CELEBRATE YOUR BIRTH – AGAIN!

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CAN WE BECOME STUCK IN TRADITION?

Posted on December 20, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

When an artist does a sketch, it’s usually a forerunner of a future painting. The painter sometimes needs to take a photograph without using a camera. These sketches aren’t finished art, but in some cases, they cause us to think and prepare for the final result. When I found this sketch, it reminded me of what my life was before I knew the truth of Jesus’ mission. Like this bird, possibly stuck in the clutches of an icy pond, I was floundering. Trying to find ways to free myself of sins that continued to haunt. That observation made me realize that I couldn’t free myself. I needed someone to do it for me.

In the season of Advent, we are focused on the coming Messiah, but through the ages we’ve added many traditions to go along with it. The Christmas tree – the songs and carols – the elaborate feasts – the decorations – the over-spending – the fruitcake – potential time for engagements – gifts and so on. We place a nativity set to remind us of the first Christmas, but do we really see the significance of this humble birth? We look ahead to the reason for this event, but do we see the final result. Advent is meant to prepare ourselves for the birth of Jesus, the Son of God and Son of man. The greatest gift of God, snuggled in swaddling clothes – would grow up to become the final atonement for all of our sins.

Like ships that pass upon the open waters,
We sail through life effortlessly, or so it seems,
Under the surface there are tangles and weeds that strangle,
Above, prevailing winds determine the journey,
There are perils at sea as in all parts of living,
Storms that take our breath away,
Dangers that surround and drown us,
No matter the breadth or depth,
No matter the willingness or weakness,
No matter our desire or passion,
There is still only one way to reach home,
By taking His hand and following Him,
By living life with Him at the helm,
By putting complete trust in the pilot,
The Captain of the ship, Jesus, will lead us to our eternal home.

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TIME STANDS STILL . . .

Posted on December 19, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

When winter actually sets in, our bones begin to ache. The coldness and speed of the wind, make it seem like you abide in the arctic. The waters are frozen while still in motion and remain that way until a January thaw occurs or more likely April. We can turn up the thermostat, add another quilt and add more clothing, but we’re still physically cold. The season of Christmas is upon us. In just a few days, our hearts and minds will melt and turn to joy. The promise of this time of year is eternal life. No more sadness, no pain, no worries. God first made this promise in the Garden of Eden. He sent the Messiah in the form of a human – a tiny baby – a child of poverty and want. This child was born of a virgin. He grew -skinned His knees – like little boys do – He played games with friends and worked beside his stepfather, Joseph. At the age of 30, He began His earthly mission – teaching, healing, performing miracles, baptizing, restoring life, walking on water. In three years, He would be betrayed by one of His disciples, denounced by another, and the rest of His band fled so they wouldn’t become victims too. Jesus paid the price for our wrongdoing. He was the perfect sacrifice, the unblemished lamb who took away the sins of the world. How do we thank God for this unconditional love? By thanking Him, believing in Him, serving Him and returning our love to Him.

Stalactites of ice hang from barren branches,

Frigid winds spin through a forest of cedar,

Tall sentries, guarding the enchantment of beauty,

A place where dreams seem to be made,

Yet are far too distant to achieve,

A parent and child trudge through knee deep snow,

Children scrunch within the warmth off a blanketed sled,

We follow a similar path in life,

We plow through the pain and suffering,

We get stuck along the way,

Sometimes we skim right over it,

Other times, the ruts and pitfalls require guidance,

We cannot make this journey alone,

We need a beacon to guide us,

To lead the way,

To lift us out of the darkness,

To keep us on track,

To help us reach our final destination,

One who will place diamonds in the sky,

Brighter than streetlights,

One who shovels a clear path of gold,

Which shimmers in the cold wind,

One who loves us with no conditions.

THE ONE TRUE GOD!

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WILL IT BE A BLUE CHRISTMAS?

Posted on December 18, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

There is something about this time of the year that stirs our emotions to the hilt. I know everyone grieves differently. Sometimes we’d prefer not to talk about our sadness or the loved one who has gone to heaven. We may feel sorry for ourselves. We might feel depressed or like our own life has changed so much that it’s unbearable. Let’s try to put those past Christmas memories away, but not forever. God has this. He will get you through the difficult times. He will provide. He will proceed with His original plan for your life. He will encourage, inspire and comfort you. He will never ever leave you. This painting made me think of the Elvis song, “Blue Christmas.” It will be a time of sadness and joy, but I know that Jesus is the best Christmas gift ever. He gives us eternity in paradise when we believe in Him.

I once in poverty did lay, my heart was full of need,

You came and took my sins away and now I’m rich indeed,

You gave your richest treasure – your one and only Son.

You are my greatest pleasure. With you I now am one.

You came to earth on Christmas Eve, a tiny, little child,

A manger would become your bed, a cradle undefiled,

Your tiny hands reached up to God, Your Father had a plan,

To save the world from all their sins, when you’d become a man.

You didn’t have to do a thing, the blame was ours to bear,

But still you took on human form, Your love for us to share,

You left your royal throne above, became a lowly child,

The perfect, sinless Son of God, we now are reconciled.

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DECEMBER IN MY WORLD . . .

Posted on December 18, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

December is always an extra special time of the year. This family of mine has had a long history of December special days besides Christmas. My photograph shows my parents on their wedding day. Dad was 20 and mom was 18. They were married on December 18th. I’m not sure how long they were married, but they remained together until my dad turned 62. Here is a list of special events that we also celebrate:

  • Granddaughter, Kaeli, graduated from Bethany Lutheran College in Mankato, MN on December 5th.
  • My mother, Louise, spent her last few years in heaven. She would’ve celebrated her 103rd birthday on December 8th.
  • Daughter, Joy, (our third child) celebrated her 53rd birthday on December 12th.
  • My parents were married on December 18th.
  • Granddaughter, Kaeli was born December 23 in time for Christmas.
  • We honor the birth of our LORD with our songs of praise. The prophesies were beginning to be fulfilled. Traditionally we celebrate this birth on December 24 & 25.
  • My brother-in-law, Bruce passed away on December 25, 2024, so thoughts are with his family. The following week, on New Years Day. my husband passed away. My sister and I spent Christmas & New Years day grieving. The healing continues, but we are confident of where they reside now.
  • On December 29, My mother-in-law was born. She lived to be 86 years old.

As I look back over December and forward to the future year, I feel a variety of emotions. Life is full of them – some happy, some sad, some filled with hope and others when you simply need to be alone with God. Amongst all the celebrations, festivities, highs and lows, sickness and health, is our Father, God. He has laid out the days of our lives, peppered them with an assortment of ups and downs and promised to be with us even after death.

UNTETHERED YOUTH, by Kathy Boecher

What happened to days of untethered youth

When what was required depended on truth?

When worries were few and troubles unknown,

What happened from then to the life we have sown?

Our days filled with moments carefree and fun,

Quickly we find nothing under the sun,

Will satisfy fully or give us peace,

We watch as our hope and joy now decrease.

Time passes in torrents. In storms it flies.

Our laughter is mourned, replaced by our cries, 

Our tears flow like rivers, our moans scorch the air,

Hearts might give up and give way to despair.

We come to our God with bruises and scars,

Of bludgeoning wounds which surpass the stars.

It’s then God completes the work that He’s done.

Our youth will return and the victory is won.

We come to Him broken, clinging to life,

We come when we falter and can’t bear the strife.

We surrender to God who knows what is best.

With Him in our place, we pass every test.

He gives us new life as we grow old,

Our time weathered bodies to Him unfold,

To perfectly formed and beautifully made,

He bathed me with blood the ransom is paid.

New life will come quickly. The old passes by,

We become brand new on the day that we die,

Breath comes from heaven and God’s only Son,

Old bodies renewed, His work is now done.

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ONLY ONE WEEK TO GO . . .

Posted on December 17, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

Do you have all your Christmas shopping done? Are your travel arrangements made? How about cookies, fruitcake and other special goodies? Are you in charge of hosting the celebration this year? Is your house spic and span? Will there be enough room? It’s only a week away. Advent seemed to fly by and here we are. In just the blink of an eye it’s time for Christmas. Making preparations for that most special event can be filled with many stressors. Emotions are running high and anxiety and depression seem to build at a rapid rate. There will be an empty chair at the table this year. Tears will fall as we remember the one who sat there. The farm fields are filled with tightly bound bales of hay glistening in the moonlight. City lights glow as a gentle dusting of snow makes them appear to be priceless gems. This is the most wonderful time of the year. Instead of feeling self-pity, worrying needlessly, fretting about the material things – focus on the anticipation of the first Christmas. Make room for Jesus. Rejoice that God loved us so much that He gave His only Son to be the final sacrifice for our sins. The ransom has been paid. The angels sing their glorious songs. True peace on earth is nestled on a bed of hay, He has promised to come again to judge the living and the dead. The thought of that promise could make us shudder or be glad. Again, we wait for the second coming of Jesus. Are we ready?

The inn was filled with travelers,

Skies grew dark and stars began to glisten across the desolate fields,

Weary wanderers looking for rest from a difficult journey,

Sheep  snuggled together to rest,

Shepherds watched, listened and waited,

Like any other day,

Still, something was different,

Silence filled the air,

A brilliant light appeared in the sky,

The stillness was broken by the sound of an angelic choir,

Singing praises to God,

A stable small,

With only a feeding trough to serve as a cradle,

A child was born,

Jesus, Christ, Messiah, Mighty God, Redeemer,

In that most unlikely place,

Christmas was born. Now is the time to make room for this tiny child,

For the Son of God,

As the shepherds stood in awe, the angels said to them,

Do not be afraid,

Promises from God, fulfilled in a most miraculous way, in lowliness, humility and poverty,

THE KING OF KINGS COMES TO US

THANK YOU, JESUS FOR ANOTHER DAY!

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY!

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THE YOUNG & RESTLESS SHEPHERDS . . .

Posted on December 16, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

I had the opportunity to write and direct parts of the Christmas story with a few additional characters several years ago. The play was rehearsed for six one hour after-school drama classes. The group consisted of five rambunctious young shepherds, two sheep named Bob and Joe and two very sweet angels. The girls were outnumbered by the boys, which doesn’t happen often. As you can see from this photo, the boys had just put in a full day of school, it was about a week before Christmas vacation, and they were definitely restless.

Behind the scenes brought some interesting behavior issues. The only way smother some of their exuberance was to improvise. We sat in a circle, much like the shepherds would sit around a campfire and tell stories from their ancestors. The sheep in this endeavor were not your usual sheep. Instead of bleating, they could actually talk. We talked about the story of the coming Messiah. This was told for many years before the event occurred. The longer they waited, the more impatient they became. The sheep weren’t about to go to sleep. Even counting sheep didn’t help. Some Bible passages were inserted into the dialogue to give it a little accuracy. These kids were used to memorizing for their religion classes. They managed to accomplish learning those verses without a hitch.

Bob and Joe, the sheep, were bored, but this story had been passed on by their ancestors too. They had a few comments to add and bring a chuckle or two from the audience. At last, it was time for the angels to show up. I knew they were excited to sing their alleluias and point the shepherds to the star which would direct them to the newborn king. They repeated the promise of the coming Messiah. Some of the shepherds didn’t believe the angels. Some believed the angels were a figment of their imagination. The angels had difficulty saying the word “Alleluia” and one of them was molting, leaving a trail of feathers behind her.

As most parents and teachers will tell you, students are pretty useless during the month of December. Their focus is on the material side of Christmas and all the sugar they consume during that time. Choosing this scenario was the perfect chance for us to talk about patience and being restless. Our conversation continued around the “campfire.” When I brought up the subject of superheroes, I got their attention. They began to talk about Jesus being the superhero who came to wipe away all our sins. There was some talk about John, the baptizer and what led to his death, but I’ll leave that your imagination.

A lot was learned in that discussion. Not only by these young Thespians but myself as well. Sometimes it takes a long, long time to have something we want. If we patiently wait, when it does happen, it will be worth it. Maybe that’s what we all need – especially at this time of the year.

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A LETTER FROM JESUS TO MARY . . .

Posted on December 16, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER©

Today’s painting was actually done at the end of autumn, when trees were almost completely empty of foliage. It’s a peek through a barren forest. The focal point is a distant, not yet frozen waterfall crashing over rocks. The trees in the foreground act as a framework for the art. The centerpiece during the Advent season is the yet unborn baby, Jesus. The days are winding down to that event. Soon, this child would make His way into the world to begin His work of saving that same world. This post is a piece of my imagination which might have been said to His mother.

Did you know on that first day?
Was it apparent to you, just how much I needed you?
For nine months I rested snuggly inside of you,
Hearing the ever-present beating of your heart,
Soon it grew fainter, but still, I had you close to me,
Did you know on that first day?
That I would now become dependent on you,
For shelter,
For comfort,
For love,
For guidance, and yet,
In those early months you were also teaching me to be independent,
You gave me the gift of life,
As time went by, did you know?
That with each step, each adventure, each new beginning,
I held you close within,
You were my motivator, my caregiver, my provider and my mother in all that I did,
I wanted so hard to please you, yet I didn’t have to try,
You loved with the same unconditional love of my Heavenly Father,
Undeserved at times,
Unrequited often,
Unselfish always,
Did you know that I couldn’t have gotten through most of my early life without you?
Did you know that I was testing your love each time I challenged you?
I wanted boundaries,
I wanted guidelines,
I wanted rules,
Yet I also wanted to break them,
Did you know how proud I was of everything you did?
You were so beautiful, so kind, so compassionate,
Did you know that I cheered for you when things didn’t go your way?
Did you know that even in my last hours, as I surrendered to death, I felt the sting of each one of your tears. My ransom payment was for you and the entire world, but I would rise again,
I could still feel the beating of your breaking heart as part of mine? Did you know that all this would happen as part of the plan for your redemption? For the salvation of all mankind? I will return again. I will judge the world. I will separate the sheep from the goats. I will destroy the old and bring a new heaven and earth.
Did you know, I will always love you?

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TO SANTA OR NOT TO SANTA . . .

Posted on December 15, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

WOOD SCULPTURED SANTAS BY PAUL BOECHER

I am not taking a stand on whether or not we should talk about Santa, but I do love this collection which Paul carved for me several years ago. He hand crafted each one. They’re similar to carvings which you might see in Germany. Must be because of German heritage.

I also have a story to share that includes a visit my granddaughter and I took to the Mall of America when she was about five. It was my first trip to this gigantic assortment of shops and restaurants. Since I’m not a frequent highway driver, that was the first stress of this adventure. When we finally arrived, I had to peel my fingers off the steering wheel. Granddaughter was in a hurry to get there so I tried to keep up with her. Needless to say, that was the second stressor. I was on a mission to visit the American Girl shop to discover which of the dolls she would like for Christmas. That would be our first stop. She was happy to oblige. When we arrived, we saw a sign on the door indicating the store was closed for a private party. Stressor number three. She wasn’t as disappointed as I was. It was getting near time for supper, so I suggested we stop at one of the restaurants. Shopping and having a meal have become part of our times together and she carries that tradition on with her own child. There was a half an hour wait to get in. Stressor number four.

It was beginning to get late, and I hoped we’d make that visit to Santa’s village. There were clerks all along the way, tempting with scents of chocolate or perfume or whatever the store offered. They made a point of stopping us all way to Santa’s place. When we arrived there was only one child who was already sitting on his lap. I was so happy we didn’t miss him. One of the elves approached us and said it was time for Santa to go home. Stressor five. By that time, I was full to the brim with a hefty meal – my feet were killing me – my temperament was seething. I wasn’t going to go home until we met with the fat fellow. My granddaughter could’ve cared less about seeing him, but for me it was different story. I’ve never scolded an elf before. I half expected her to start crying as I demanded that Santa talk with and take a picture of my granddaughter. Here I was, chewing out an elf and eventually Santa for not taking one more child for the day. Big time stressor number six. The final child left. I almost got arrested for disturbing the peace, but the photo was taken and the guy in the red suit listened to her for five minutes.

My recommendations for talking about Santa Claus with your little ones is up to you, but it sure might create a lot of stressful situations. You might be better off if you just did your shopping online and staying home.

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WINTER WARMTH . . .

Posted on December 15, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

Living in a house built in the late 1800s creates special attention when the temperatures dip into single digits. There are three sources of heat in this sweet little farmhouse. A furnace that’s supposed to keep the entire house and two gas room heaters. The house doesn’t have a basement so that also contributes to the lack of heat. We knew this when we bought the house. We didn’t realize that the insulation wasn’t sufficient keep our pipes from freezing. When the temperatures go below freezing. the cupboard doors need to be kept open to expose the pipes. In other words, we must remain vigilant about taking precautions when the thermostat moves down. Staying warm is a necessity. Warmth not only helps us stay healthy but comfortable during the winter. Sitting in front of a fireplace can help too. Warmth can also be a state of mind; a feeling we get when our hearts are warmed by those we love. It can come from other sources which are spiritual, emotional and natural. God has placed the sun in the sky to give us warmth. We feel warm when we receive good news, love someone, experience a miracle. Winter warmth is vital to our physical and spiritual health. We celebrate that coming as those who waited over 2000 years ago. Advent reminds us of the time before Jesus came in human form. He promised to return again and He will. You can count on it.

Majestic pines, remain fresh and green,

A light dusting of snow tickles their branches,

Glistening like diamonds across the once lush landscape,

Within that icy mass, brilliance pours forth,

Color still remains alive in the frigid temperatures,

Our souls can be cold and close to death,

But the Son of God will warm them once again,

The message of His coming burns within us.

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