ANYTHING GOES!

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“History isn’t just the story of bad people doing bad things. It’s quite as much a story of people trying to do good things. But somehow, something goes wrong.”   C. S. Lewis

This weekend, my husband and I enjoyed our local community theater production of the Cole Porter musical of the 1930s.  This action packed show was filled with movement from the minute the lights came up until the final bow.  Even the scene changes were entertaining.  We laughed at the antics of the characters on stage, we hummed along with some of the familiar songs and my feet felt like flying along with the amazing tap dancers on stage.

I still own a couple pairs of tap shoes from my younger days.  I probably won’t be wearing them again here on earth, but I look forward to tapping across the heavenly stage someday.

This show’s title, though performed in 1934 on Broadway, is relevant today.  Back then, our country was still reeling from the effects of the depression.  They needed a diversion from all their tales of woe to get them feeling good again.  Today we are embedded in political correctness, political revolution, diversion from fact, deception and so much more.  We need a change of venue too.  We really need something more than tabloid news and a distortion of facts.

In those earlier days, times were tough too. Bootlegging ran rampant.  Speak easies were the problem of the day.  Prohibition brought out the evil and greed in men and a whole new set of crimes were being committed across America.  This was less than a hundred years ago, and you’d think we’d learn from our past.

We are often like the Israelites being led out of bondage into a new world – a promised land – a place where their troubles would be no more. Yet, while they traveled the road, they complained and whined.  They weren’t satisfied with the speed of God’s plan.  They wanted freedom – right now!  They were easily diverted by foreign religions and practices that went against everything they believed in.  They were in a different time and place, but the situations don’t seem to change much over time, do they?

Today we’ve picked up on the anything goes attitude.  Do what makes you feel good, but make sure it’s politically correct.  Think about yourself before others.  Don’t follow the rules.  Respect is old fashioned.  Live and let live.

So what’s the answer?  How do we get from one place to another without falling into these diversions and distractions?  The best place to start is in God’s protected path.  He led those people to their promised land.  He was responsible for wiping out crime in the 1920s and 30’s.  He repaired the economy of the Great Depression and got people back to work again.  He can change minds and bring people back to Him.  He alone has the solution to all of man’s problems.

 

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DON’T GIVE UP

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Sunday – a day which starts a new week.  What better way to begin, than to go and worship the One who created this world. He has His finger on the pulse of our land.  He knows what we need and provides for it in His time. He will never leave us.  He is the same yesterday as He is today and will be tomorrow  He loves us beyond measure.

This world is full of trouble and confusion.  Each day we pray for peace, but there is none.  Every day we ask for a solution to the problems that confront mankind, but answers are few and far between.  The world we live in has been marred by the sin of its inhabitants.  The only One to change that condition was the Son of the Living God.  Jesus came to overcome the world and make us right again with God.

Go to His house today – not because you have to, but with grateful hearts.  In thanksgiving, go to adore Him, praise Him and learn more and more about Him.

His mercy endures forever – a commodity that will never end!

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HOW TO BE A GOOD PARENT

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I’d like to say, that after 75 years of living, I am an example of what a good mother should be. I’d like to say that, but unfortunately I’d be lying.  Everything I did as a parent was merely by the seat of my pants and on a wing and a prayer – lots of prayer.

When my children were growing up, we didn’t have fancy dog kennels like the one above, but we did have play pens – which were similar in their capacity to contain the little buggers during their terrible twos.  My first two children actually adored being in the playpen.  They didn’t have to go far to find a toy, becauseevery toy they owned was in there with them.  The sides were bursting out, due to overcrowding, but they continued to enjoy their time of imprisonment.

Somewhere along the parenting process, we convince ourselves that we need to become our child’s friend.  That we need to put ourselves on their level in order to communicate with them.  The truth is, our kids want to know who is in charge.  They expect boundaries.  Your job as a parent is to let them know you’re the boss.  You’re not their buddy or BFF.  You are the one who feeds and clothes them.  You are their hero and being a hero is a great responsibility.  Take the job seriously.

Teach your children how to communicate with others – not by giving them a smart phone or texting – but by actually talking to their friends.  Conversation has become a lost art and it’s the basis for problem solving, team work, building relationships and communication skills.  Limit the time they spend on electronics.  They need to learn to talk to another human being.  Talk to but don’t forget to listen to your children.  Meal time and trips in the car are great opportunities to communicate with them.  They need to know you’re interested in what’s going on in their lives.

Unfortunately our kids don’t come with all the skills necessary for becoming upstanding andadults.  They have to be taught to respect others.  This includes teachers, grandparents, police, pastors. even politicians and other kids.  Everyone matters in this world.  When you teach them to be unselfish, caring, thoughtful and sincere, your child will form lasting friendships.

Teach them to pray.  Teach them the power of prayer and pray with them.

Let them know that problems can be solved without resorting to anger or violence. This is where communication comes into play again.  Set a good example in your own behavior with others.

Of course children need to be taught the basics, like being courteous, waiting for others to be seated before eating, looking someone in the eye when talking to them.  They need to know how to shake hands, say “excuse me,” use the right silverware and be polite.  Remember, if you don’t teach them the right way to do things, someone else will surely teach them to do it the wrong way.

Our world is a precarious place to live.  Changes occur by the second.  The speed of technology has given us instant everything.  We, as parents and grandparents, need to realize our responsibility to our children and treasure them as our greatest accomplishments.

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ST. SWITHIN’S DAY

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‘St. Swithin’s day if thou dost rain
For forty days it will remain
St. Swithin’s day if thou be fair
For forty days ’twill rain nae mair.’

I like checking out unusual holidays and celebrations each day.  You never know what you’ll learn.  For example, today is St.Swithin’s Day.  I’d never heard of the Sainted bishop of Westminster who lived during the 800s.  His time on earth apparently didn’t merit a great deal of attention.  I guess before the Renaissance, nothing much merited any attention, but once he passed away several miracles were attributed to him prior to and after his death.

He requested that he be buried  in the church yard so that people passing by would walk over his grave and the falling rain from the eaves of the church would wash over him. Rather a weird request, but I guess his wishes were acknowledged.  Maybe he was a fan of falling rain.  Perhaps this was his ritual shower for the week.  Who knows?

On the 15th of July, it was decided to move his body to a more suitable place and it is said that it rained for 40 days after the move.  Tradition holds that if it rains on July 15 it will continue for 40 days. If the weather is fair, it will continue for the same amount of time.  I think it may have had something to do with the depth of the grave and other impending developments.

I guess you could call St. Swithin one of the first meteorologists.  He certainly had a handle on weather trends.  Probably more so than our current weather people.

Today is also National Gummy Worm day – Cow Appreciation Day and Tapioca Pudding Day.  So if the spirit moves you, meander out to the country and hug a cow.  Then if it’s not raining, plan on having a picnic of tapioca pudding and gummy worms.  Don’t worry about rain falling, because it won’t for another 40 days.

Reposted from 7/15/2016 by atimetoshare.me

 

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MY OUTDOORSMAN

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My husband has many traits.  He is intelligent in many areas of life.  He knows how to survive in the wilderness.  He should’ve been born two centuries ago, because is filled with the spirit of adventure required to have lived then.  He is an avid outdoorsman.  He knew what it took to survive before the reality show ever existed.

When he was just a child, the infamous funeral home he lived in, was so large that it had an archery range in the basement.  At a young age, he was trifling with bow and arrow right in the midst of the city.  He read countless books about mountain men, survival, camping, outdoor living and all the adventure stories pertaining to them.  All of that knowledge was being stored up for future use.

He used all his book knowledge to forge trails in the woods, sit by the campfire and tell countless stories, learn which mushrooms not to eat, whittle little creatures out of a stick of wood, forage for food, live under the stars and survive without a compass.

My first encounters with the outdoors, came after we were married.  I’d never been camping in my life.  I’d never held a gun and wasn’t much of an archer, but I did so anyway.  I could never bring myself to hunting, but never begrudged him the joy of doing so.  In fact, we were married on the opening day of deer hunting for archers. I would say that’s pretty impressive, wouldn’t you?

I even agreed to going along with him on our honeymoon as he tracked the evasive whitetail.  Of course I stayed in the car and read a book while he was out in the wilderness.  After an hour or so of waiting, I became concerned.  I wondered where he was.

I had visions of his being gored by a deer or slowly going down in a pond of quicksand.  My visions turned into fear, but instead of venturing out, I beeped the horn.  I really don’t know why I did that.  If he had been drowning in quicksand, what good would it do?

It didn’t take long for him to respond.  Within a few minutes he appeared out of the woods with a look of sheer rage on his face.  I didn’t understand his anger.  I thought I was being a good wife by being concerned for his welfare.  I was wrong.  It seems he had a deer in his sights and was about to shoot, when the horn frightened the mighty beast away.

That honeymoon disaster almost ended our marriage, but not really.  I’ve since learned never to hunt with my husband.  He does that stuff on his own.  Maybe that’s why our marriage has lasted so long.  Who knows?

 

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JESUS, MY BROTHER

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When we are in the throes of despair,

When we think that all hope is gone,

When our hearts feel empty and hopeless,

That is when Jesus is the closest to us.

He knows how we feel.

He endured emotional and physical pain too.

He lost dear friends to death.

As a child, He scraped His knees a few times or had blistered hands from working as a carpenter.

He suffered a painful death and humiliation on the cross.

He was human, just like the rest of us, and also had to endure death.  His death had a purpose that none other could possibly attain.  His purpose was to carry the sin of the world on His shoulders, to the cross and finally to the grave.

That’s a hard concept for us to understand, but also reassuring. His humanity is proof that He was a man of sorrows.  He experienced the same things we do. He knows the weight of sin and the aloneness of being separated from God, His Father.  He felt the darkness of hell, abandonment and suffering.  Had he not died and been buried, we would never know the joy of His resurrection from death and our coming resurrection to heaven.

He understands our problems and has compassion for them. Though He was God, He came to earth as a man so that He could be one with us. Because of that, we can go to Him anytime with our cares and worries. He is the best friend we can ever hope to have.

This is one of the mysteries of God.  He is three separate entities, yet one God.  Each of the persons of the Godhead is for our benefit.  The Father created us out of love.  He placed us in a perfect environment and wants only what is best for us.  The Son departed His throne in heaven to become one of us – to live with us – to bear our afflictions.  The Holy Spirit is the Comforter, the inspirer, the peace that surpasses all understanding.  Through these three separate parts, united in one being, we have the God of all ages.

With Him, we can do great things.

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INSIDE OUT

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Scuffed by the constant thrashing of the elements,

Exterior somewhat battered by overuse,

Sitting quietly in the peace of the harbor,,

Waiting for another chance,

Like us, clothed in dignity and strength on the outside,

Yet falling apart internally,

Pushing hard to survive, struggling to stay afloat,

Our bones cry out for relief, our minds turn to the end of the journey,

Where will it take us?

What lies ahead?

When your anchor is embedded in Jesus,

The destination is sure,

Cast your burdens on Him,

He gives us a reprieve,

Another chance,

Trust in the pilot to take you home.

 

 

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OPEN HEART SURGERY

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Returning down memory lane, my husband had many interesting moments when he was in the advertising business.  He did almost everything, from a trip deep into the Wind River Mountains on horseback to flying into a remote lake in Alaska for the sake of getting photographs to sell ammunition. Those stories will come later.  Today I’m going to focus on the one that placed him the operating room of one of the early open heart surgeries.

He went through the entire process of scrubbing, donning surgical garb, getting the photographer in place and directing him where and when to take the picture. Classical music began to permeate the sterile environment as the surgical team entered the room.  They proceeded discussing last night’s opera performance and some other personal conversation, while the patient was wheeled in on a gurney.

The anesthesiologist administered the anesthetic. Music continued to swell as the patient drifted off to dream land.  The first incision was made as small talk continued.  Paul followed the procedure with great interest.

One of his earliest childhood dreams was to be a doctor.  He might have even recalled the day he did surgery on a frog, along with his best friend.  They didn’t have any anesthetic, but a small bonk on the head put the amphibian out of commission long enough to feel no pain.  The purpose of the surgery was to see how all those vital organs worked on a living thing.  During that process, the frog awoke.  Another bonk on the head enabled them to sew the poor critter back up again.  They did get a good look, the frog lived to tell his friends about his adventure, but he had a terrific headache.  I’m certain PITA would be all over him for this.

Back to the open heart surgery.  Since this was the first time the  surgeon had implanted one of these medical devices, he pulled out the brochure and began to check his work.  He asked Paul if he had pit it in right and Paul replied that he was only the Creative Director.  That surgery was successful, in spite of the confusion.

This is just one more example of the creative nature of my husband and his ability to try new things.  He truly is a Jack of all trades.

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DISTRACTIONS

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A red herring is the description of a smoked fish that turns red and becomes very smelly during the process.  The red herring was used to divert the attention of hunting dogs from the scent of an animal to the strong smell of the fish.  It was meant to lead them away from the job at hand.  When something is referred to as a red herring, it’s usually something specifically designed to set people off track and almost always consists of something very fishy.

As we watch the media unfold, day after day, we can’t help but wonder how much of what is out there bears any truth at all.  It seems to me that the only benefit to such false information or fake news, is to take the attention away from the work at hand and the important things we should be focusing on.

We, as a nation, have been accustomed to believing everything we read in the paper, on the internet or television.  We’ve even turned our minds to the tabloids for the latest dirt.  It seems we can’t avoid any of it, because it stares us in the face on a daily basis.

Having lived through scandal after scandal proceeding from Washington has brought a sense of skepticism towards anyone involved in politics. It isn’t new, just more of it is available to us.  What do we believe?  What do we question?  What does God have to say about it?

2 Peter 3:17-18  “You therefore, beloved, knowing this beforehand, take care that you are not carried away with the error of lawless people and lose your own stability. But grow in the grace and knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. To him be the glory both now and to the day of eternity. Amen.”

We need to be discerning in all things.  We should not be quick to judge others.  We shouldn’t be carried away by the voice of those who wish to win more than anything.  We should not waste our time on all this dissidence, but search for the truth and that truth is found only in the Word of God.  This is where He lives, where He speaks to us, where He answers our questions and where we find peace of mind and heart.

 

 

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SURVIVING CHILDHOOD

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My husband, as I mentioned in his story yesterday, lived above a funeral home.  In order to create a more ordinary environment for their children, his parents would take them to spend weekends at the family lake home.  It was a lovely place where Paul learned how to run a motor and navigate a small fishing boat, worked as crew on a large sailboat, was taught to fish and swim.  In spite of it being a wonderful escape for the family, Paul often thought his parents were plotting ways to get rid of him.  Here is a story he tells of just how they were going to accomplish that.

As a small child, the first requirement was to learn to swim.  It was mandatory that he wear a life jacket.  Add to that the fact that his swim trunks were made of wool (that tells you how old he is,) so they quickly soaked up the water and added extra pounds to his small frame.  For that entire summer, Paul would swim close to the dock as his parents watched from a distance.  They felt he was safe enough with that life jacket.

The summer ebbed to a close and it was time to test how much he had learned.  So his parents removed the life jacket and let the fish swim.  And swim he did – even with those heavily weighted down swim trunks.  He was so proud of himself when he jumped out of the water and accidentally pushed the life jacket into the water.  It immediately sank to the bottom.  The extra weight of the water logged trunks along with a sunken life jacket undoubtedly deterred him some, but they also made an excellent swimmer out of him.

He and I often talk about how we ever made it through our childhoods.  There were no car seats, except possibly a flimsy little plastic thing with a steering wheel on it.  We spent hours in a playpen – a cage by today’s standards.  We played in the streets by our homes all day long without coming home with more than a scraped knee or bruised elbow.  We drank water out of a hose.  We ate dirt.  We didn’t wash our hands every five minutes.  We’re still alive to tell about it.

 

 

 

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BE A LIGHT IN A WORLD OF DARKNESS

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Edith Wharton was a  writer from the late 18th to the early 19h Century who came from a life of privilege.  One of her contemporaries was Theodore Roosevelt.  The fact that she came from a wealthy family and lacked for nothing seemed to have nothing to do with her writing, since most of it concerned the problems of poverty in her time.   Her novel, “The Age of Innocence” received the Pulitzer Prize.

Most folks might think it easy for her to write about the ills of destitution from her ivory tower in New York.  Most of us might even express our thoughts by declaring, “Easy for her to say. ”  It’s easy to imagine being rich and having no worries about anything except being consumed with our writing.

Being wealthy doesn’t guarantee a life of comfort for us.  Money comes in handy when it’s time to pay the rent or buy groceries, but it isn’t the key to happiness.

Edith was married to a man 12 years her senior.  He was a successful banker.  I don’t think she married him out of love.   It would seem that her life just kept getting better and better.  It wasn’t long before her husband started showing his attention to younger women and squandering money on them.  His mental instability must have had a profound effect on her.  She also proved to be unfaithful to her husband with a three year affair with an American journalist, before their divorce in 1913.  Not such a perfect life.

Edith Wharton didn’t have it made.  None of us does when we rely on our own resources; our own desires; our own needs.  She went on to support many charitable  endeavors.  She was very aware of the differences in the social classes of her time and she not only wrote about them, she did something about them with the resources she had available to her.   Money is not an evil thing.  It’s the love of money that turns people into greedy individuals.

We all have our burdens to bear in life and we will have some kind of trouble and struggle as we pass through it.  We can choose to overcome that struggle on our own or depend on the one who is the true light of the world.

Lord, help me be a reflection of your bright light – the one you gave to us through your Holy Son, Jesus.  With Him as the source of my light, may I pass it on to those who have the need for it.  I have no treasures here on earth, but this precious one.  Please allow me to share it with others.  AMEN!

 

 

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LIFE IN A FUNERAL HOME

I would love to be able to include a photograph of the house where my husband spent his growing up years.  It was a typical house of seven gables – a mansion of sorts – within a decaying neighborhood.  During his childhood, this home had become a funeral business, run by his father and uncle for many years.  During the “glory” years, it was very successful and provided a good income for the two men and their families.  The upstairs living quarters became home for my husband’s parents, himself and his sister until both of the men passed away.

As you can probably imagine, there were stories to tell about that place, and my husband, the story teller lets his imagination run wild at times.  There were the jokes about “Folks dying to get in there,”Making grave mistakes,” and “Business is dying.”

Of course, his entire childhood was spent in trying to be quiet, respectful and not get in the way.  This exuberant, fun loving child often felt as though he was in a prison of sorts, but he made the most of it by finding adventure even in a place of solace and death.  Hide and seek for one – hiding in the organ room (not a place for human organs, but a musical instrument.)  He also got an early view of death and sadness.  He also learned about human compassion in times like this.

There are a million stories I could share about the funny things that happened there, but one of my favorites has to do with a biology lab Paul had in the basement of the building.  Being an artist and wanting to know how living things worked, he had a collection of snakes, frogs and other specimens to raise and study.

One morning, after feeding the snakes, he forgot to close the window well in which they were living, and unknowingly left for school.  That morning there was a funeral and in those days, there was a smoking room downstairs which allowed family and visitors to smoke.  In our world today, they would be shut down for sure.

The snakes escaped and made their way into the smoking room, where some mourning women were having a cigarette.  It was a chaotic moment and of course the end of Paul’s biology lab.  He then became interested in chemistry, which resulted in numerous explosions, causing a swift end to that interest.  No more, the mad scientist.

He never went into the family business – not because he couldn’t handle it, but because God called him to share his talents in other ways.  His family supported his decision.  I think they realized you can’t make someone into something they don’t want to be.  In my opinion, they made the right decision, because I certainly would not have made a good funeral director’s wife.

 

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TOMORROW

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This picture was taken a few years ago, when my granddaughter appeared in “Annie, with a Twist.”  The story was an adaptation of the famous Little, Orphan Annie and Oliver Twist, who in my version turned out to be lost relatives.  Through their various adventures, they come together as a family and both show their persistence and grit.

Annie has learned, through her adversity, that life goes on and there’s always another day  – another chance – another way.  We can learn a lot from this sweet, little girl.  She never gave up hope of finding her family.  She showed great spunk as she forged a way to get out of her circumstances and push on to accomplishing her goal.

Sure it’s just a story and great fodder for the same, but how often are we called on to do just that in our own lives?  We face difficult times.  They might seem impossible to overcome.  We feel we just can’t continue this way.  Some even give up in despair. Many assume that God doesn’t love them anymore and has deserted them.

Our God isn’t like that.  There will be times in our lives when we hurt, suffer, are anxious, depressed, lonely and even wanting to end it all.  That’s just the time when we need His tender care the most.

I’m reminded of the story of the  shepherd who breaks the leg of his sheep in order to keep it from wandering away.  Our Good Shepherd sometimes does the same for His sheep to keep the close to Him.  Sometimes we need to be broken before we can be fixed.  We need to be put back on course.

Like Annie, we can remain hopeful, knowing that God has the reins and He isn’t going to let us fall.  He’s in control and has even provided for all of our tomorrows.

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