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NUTS TO YOU
ORIGINALLY POSTED ON ATIMETOSHARE.ME 3/28/14
Spring has sprung. Birds are again singing their little hearts out. The squirrels are very active and I’m reminded of a time about 40 years ago when one particular squirrel was raiding the bird feeder and seed was flying all over the place.
I patiently resupplied the feeder for about three or four days, but there is just so much one person can take before they lose it completely. I don’t consider myself a violent person. I’ve never intentionally hurt anyone or thing in my life, but something snapped in me, turning me into one fierce, fighting force impossible to control.
I knew my husband had a pellet gun, so I made it my quest to find it and merely put the wrath of Kathy into that furry little creature. I had no intention of actually doing harm to it.
The next day came and I was determined. The pellet gun rested on the kitchen table at the ready, the bird feeder filled to overflowing. There he was. He wrapped his four scrawny legs around the pole and scooted to the feast that waited at the top.
I admired his coordination. He could have made a fortune as a performer in the circus. All he needed was a pair of extra small tights and a little tutu. He maneuvered his way around the periphery – nibbling and gobbling every last seed he could get his mitts on.
I slowly opened the patio door. He did not hear a thing. He was far too busy gorging himself to notice anything. His eyes were glazed as he feasted on every last morsel. I took aim, pumped the gun, pulled the trigger, caught my finger in the pumping mechanism causing myself extreme pain, and fired.
It took only a fraction of a second. He reeled. He grabbed his chest and spun around. He then did a perfect swan dive off the bird feeder and fell to the ground below. It was a most dramatic death.
I immediately felt a knot in my stomach. My knees were shaking. I felt complete remorse for my actions, but it only took a moment for my grief to turn to joy as the gutsy rodent pulled himself together and dragged his poor, stunned body into the woods.
I overcame my feelings of guilt knowing that my original plan to simply scare him had worked. That night as I lay in my bed, the thoughts of the day came back to haunt me. As my sleep took me into dream land, I envisioned myself sitting on top of that bird feeder. My hands and feet were bound. There, at the base of the pole, were several squirrels circling with their beady eyes focused on me. In their paws each held a little pellet gun and they were aimed at me!
I woke in a cold sweat. I ran to the window to see if it was real or a dream and there they were. A whole slew of squirrels were helping themselves to breakfast.
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CHARACTERS OF THE PASSION – SOLDIERS WHO CRUCIFIED HIM
Who were these men who crucified Jesus? Many soldiers are mentioned in the Passion stolry who carried out the job of execution. It was their duty to do so. These soldiers had worked their way up through the ranks, exhibited great courage in battle, undoubtedly saw much bloodshed and were immune to the pain they were inflicting on another person. It was just a job.
I can’t imagine the scene. The smitten Savior – His body already bruised by rocks thrown at Him – His already spilled blood, coagulating as flies lit upon His festering wounds – The agony of the scourge had cut through His flesh and still He was brutally laid upon that rough hewn, wooden cross with no regard to the pain He felt. His eyes were swollen from the beating. Tears welled up as the long iron spikes were driven through His hands and feet. I wonder if His eyes every met those of His executioners. Then the cross was raised to the upright position and dropped in place, unnerving an already tormented body.
There were probably more than a few to carry out this job. One soldier for each nail. One would hold the body still as it writhed in pain – most likely having to sit on Him to accomplish this. One or more would be placing a thorn of crowns on His head while anther placed the placard which read, “Jesus of Nazareth – King of the Jews.” What a pathetic sight.
How did these men feel – if they felt at all? They were simply following orders. It was something they had become used to. From then on, they would mock Jesus, offer Him sour wine, cast lots for His clothing and look at Him as just another criminal. Still I wonder if any of them were affected by Him in one way or another.
Who crucified Jesus? Were they just men following orders? Were they all part of a greater plan, instrumented by God for the salvation of the world? When you put it all in perspective, WE are all responsible for Jesus’ death. It was OUR sin that caused Him to be tortured. It was OUR iniquities that required a priceless ransom. It was OUR damned souls that would accept nothing less than an unblemished sacrifice – the Lamb of God. Since Jesus is God, this is how He shows His unconditional love for the world.
Yes, we crucified Jesus as much as those soldiers did. Now let’s thank Him with grateful hearts for giving us the victory over death.
OUSTED FROM THE OFFICE
We’re having some electrical work done today on our new old house, so I won’t be able to write until later. Stay tuned.
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ZAP, POW, BAM
ORIGINALLY POSTED ON 12/11/14
He was one of the most dazzling of God’s creation. He was called, Lucifer, the son of the morning; the day star. He was there at the beginning – he’s been around throughout history and still exists today. He has charisma – he’s flashy and intriguing – he had wisdom, power, good looks, but he made one huge mistake – He thought he was better than God.
I wonder what was going through his mind during that first Christmas. He knew Jesus would come someday. It was all part of God’s promise. He may have been recalling the words, “He will crush your head, and you will strike his heel.” He was then sentenced to a life outside of heaven where he would roam aimlessly.
God didn’t make it easy for him, but he still had his buddies – the ones who followed him and were doomed to the same fate. They all relished in bringing others down with them.
So on that first Christmas, when God’s promise was being fulfilled, can you imagine how Satan and his minions felt. It was like the good guy coming to wipe out the bad guys. His first thought must’ve been to get out of town, but he had no where to go.
We are a lot like him when it comes to facing up to God. We often run away and hide from Him. We don’t want to take responsibility for our actions so we blame someone else. We think we know better. It’s a daily battle, isn’t it?
At that simple manger, we see the innocence of the lamb that would someday die for the sins of the world – but we can also be assured that He gained the victory over the devil when He conquered death on Easter morning.
Take that, you big bully!
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Tagged encouragement, Inspiration, Power of God, Salvation, Satan defeated
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EAGLE’S NEST
ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
Nestled in a grove of trees, just beyond the road,
A mother sits as dad descends to fetch a bit of food,
The mammoth nest will soon give rest to hungry baby birds,
Their lives depend on constant care that can’t be said in words,
The mom sits undisturbed, alert and unperturbed,
Fractured shells are empty now and new life is preserved,
These precious little lives, like ours, are in God’s hands,
He’s always there to guide us and carry out His plans.
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Tagged Art & Poetry by Paul & Kathy Boecher, beauty, encouragement, Inspiration, New Life
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FIRMLY I STAND
Who would have thought one of Jesus disciples would betray him? How could those who followed Him and leaned on His every word, run away when things got tough? How could His rock solid Peter deny Him three times when He promised that he would do anything for his Lord including dying for Him?
It’s easy to sit back and judge these fellows for their inconsistent behavior, but how often are we guilty of the same thing? When we set ourselves above others; when we don’t truly follow His plan for our lives; when we decide we know better than He does; when we don’t help and serve others out of love; when we pretend to be good people even though our thoughts and deeds are filled with ugliness – we are denying our Savior.
We are actually no better than those who spat upon Him and mocked Him on His road to Calvary. We may think we are doing everything right, but when push comes to shove, we can’t do any of it alone. Our sinful nature drives everything we do in life. That is why we need His strength, His courage, His selflessness, His love and His hand guiding us through the road we are traveling to heaven. He paid the price while we reap the benefits.
Help me, Lord to remember the trials and suffering you endured on my behalf. Forgive me for not always following your footsteps. When I am weak, you carry me. When I fall, you lift me up. My life will not be perfect until I get to my heavenly home, but I know that with you I can endure all things During this Holy Week, remind me of my weakness and your perfection. Amen!
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Tagged Christ's passion, denial, encouragement, FAITH, forgiveness, Inspiration, Sin
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THE WRITTEN WORD
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Tagged America, Bible, encouragement, history, Inspiration, pilgrims, preservation, William Bradford, writing, written word
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MY SISTER
THIS POST ORIGINATED ON 10/24/14 AND HAS RECEIVED A LOTS OF HITS LATELY. THOUGHT IT MIGHT BE WORTHY OF A REPOST.
A sister is a person you can love with all your might,
She’ll do most anything for you. You trust her with your life.
The best true friend you’ll ever have, she’ll never let you down .
She’ll have your back when others won’t and take away a frown.
A sister loves forever. Her limits have no end –
A confidante – a mentor – a model and a friend.
Kathy Boecher©
There’s an old saying about not being able to choose our relatives. It may be true, but if I had a choice I wouldn’t have chosen anyone else but my sister. Even though we spent most of our childhood competing with each other, she will always be my best friend.
She came at a time in my life when I definitely needed a reality check. I was the firstborn grandchild on both sides of my family so to say I was spoiled was an understatement. I needed to be set straight and God knew exactly how to do it.
I was determined that she wouldn’t take the spotlight from me. When her crying became more than I could bear, I packed my little suitcase, donned my chenille bathrobe and threatened to leave. Of course I didn’t, but it was the start of a very rocky relationship for the two of us in those early years. Undoubtedly this was the beginning of my dramatic career.
Our childhood consisted of enduring her shenanigans – reluctantly sharing my sweaters with her – sharing a bedroom – sharing everything. I grew to resent her naturally curly hair, her enchanting personality and the fact that she was never punished for things that I had been prior to her arrival.
She was always playing tricks on me. There was the time I was exploring the linen closet in our bathroom – it really was nothing more than a huge crawl space with a door that latched from the outside. She closed the door to the crawl space and locked me in, but she also locked both of us in the bathroom. My mother panicked and called the fire department. We lived on the 4th floor of an apartment building and the bathroom had a window about 3 feet x 3 feet. Can you imagine a 200 pound fireman coming through that window. My sister began screaming at the top of her lungs as he entered and saved both of us. From that day on I have experienced anxiety attacks whenever in enclosed spaces.
After we left the nest, we seemed to come together more and more. Sisters are like that sometimes. It takes a while to realize how important you are to each other. As we’ve grown older, we’ve taken on the characteristics of our mother – we’ve continued to make each other laugh – we’ve gone through some bad times and some great ones.
I can’t imagine what my life would have been without her. We now live miles apart, but she will always hold a very special place in my heart.
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LIFELESS – LIFE FILLED
ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
This place that we have loved, this lonely withered space,
Has faltered with the winter snows and cannot rise again,
Without that inner life, that comes from heaven’s place,
Our lives will be diminished and scorned as dead terrain,
Within the ashen colors, inside the lifeless trees,
The damage has been sown, there is no longer gain,
Tempests are replaced with a quiet gentle breeze,
Though life has been drained from it, the fight will not be lost,
The battles will remain, but victory has a cost,
The precious blood of Jesus has paid for every sin,
And wrapped us with the will to live and new life to begin.
Our loss in life will be our gain, when to the end we come,
When we decrease we will increase, God’s plan than will be done.
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WRITERS’ FUNNIES
Anyone who edits is indeed worthy of the gold. Especially when I send my things by email on my phone. They should be sainted actually.
WRITERS’ FUNNIES
This is so true. Some of the greatest ideas come in our dreams, but how on earth do we remember them. Wouldn’t be great to be able to plug in a USB port directly into our brain?
CHARACTERS OF THE PASSION – PONTIUS PILATE
Pontius Pilate played a pivotal role in the crucifixion of Jesus, even though he had no reason to declare him guilty. The evidence brought against this criminal had nothing to do with Roman law. The only possible reason Pilate could have used against Jesus, was any treachery directed against his boss, the Roman emperor
I wonder if Pontius Pilate had any idea what Jesus was saying when he heard the accused firmly state that he indeed was a king. As Jesus declared His defense in the matter by stating that He indeed was a king, but that His kingdom was not of this world Pilate’s ears must’ve perked up.
This tiny bit of evidence would’ve condemned Jesus in the eyes of the state. However, being eager to engage our Lord in some philosophical pander, He asked Jesus, “What is truth?” The Romans were always anxious to show off their ability to reason things out. Jesus responded to the ruler that His purpose was to bring the truth to the world – truth which had been diluted and polluted over the centuries before His birth – truth which the devil had undermined with his many lies.
Pilate’s wife had warned him about killing this innocent man, because of a dream she had, but Pilate needed to placate the crowd. The cries of “Crucify Him,” would not otherwise be silenced.
Satan has been manipulating the truth to fit his own agenda since the beginning of creation. He continues to do so today. We can’t always see the workings of his hand. It’s often sugar coated and presented to us in a beautiful package. He even uses God’s own words to finagle his way into our hearts.
Those blatant untruths have permeated the church today as they did in Jesus’ lifetime. This often happens when the body of believers tries to rewrite scripture to fit their own needs and desires. We must constantly be on guard. God’s Word is the only truth we need for every area of our lives. When we allow the devil to sabotage that truth, we are opening the door for all kinds of deception.
Dear, Lord, you gave your life in defense of your Father’s truth. You continue to make your Words available to us today and we often misuse them. Help us study and re-study your amazing scriptures. Help us see how those words support themselves. Keep us always on track. Allow the truth to permeate our souls and give us the fortification we need in this deceptive world. Help us to fight off the devil and his lies. Amen!
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PATH TO ANGELS’ WINGS
ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
After Paul found out he had macular degeneration, I was concerned that his paintings might be affected. I WAS WRONG.
A blue-grey sky, rolls swiftly by, the clouds enwrap its glory,
The road is paved with gilded stones, that tell an endless story,
A husky mule, a rugged man, set out to see what nature brings,
They take the path less travelled and fall on angels’ wings,
The beauty of the landscape, enriches this sweet scene,
As light reflects on every rock, new life will reconvene,
An eagle watches from afar – takes in your every move,
While you may falter, He is there to guide you and reprove,
When days grow long and life wears on, we search for simple things,
So take a road less traveled and fly on angels’ wings.
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Tagged beauty, encouragement, Inspiration, landscapes
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