LETTING GO . . .

Posted on July 2, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

Yesterday was spent going through more art. I truly was amazed at the countless paintings still uncovered. As my grandchildren are curating the art, they have gone through boxes, files, closets, shelves and walls full of all sorts of watercolors, oil and acrylic paintings, prints and sketches for future paintings. Some of them have never been seen except by the artist himself. Some of them show his decline in health over time. The last few years it was apparent that he was losing his pristine sight. His paintings became clouded and muddied at times. The question arises. Should they be included in his collection? Are they of any value? They are a part of his story as much as the rest. Undertaking a task like this is really a full-time job. Paul wanted his grandchildren to inherit his collection. For them it could be a heritage passed on by Grandpa which might even become a business opportunity.

When we hold onto things of this world, we are not submitting to God’s provision. He invites us to rely on Him totally. We, in turn, try to figure things out ourselves and lose sight of what He has already planned for us. Submission is difficult. We like to think of ourselves as self-reliant. God doesn’t want us to be foolish in our judgment. He wants us to have faith in His plan. So how does one let go? Some would say that God has given us a free will and use that as an excuse not to pray about it or give up. Some would say that surrendering to anything is like throwing that free will to the wind. God created us in His image. He knows us inside and out. How would He not take care of His most prized possession? The Bible is filled with stories about people just like us who faced problems that we also face. It gives us a guide for living that cannot be imitated. Getting into it on a daily basis will give us the ability to surrender completely to him.

Raising hands to our God on high, with head bowed in submission,
Tears flow fast as our eyes do cry, repentance and petition,
The words seem empty as we pray, but God will send His Spirit,
He knows exactly what to say, so God will surely hear it,
We lay our prayers at Jesus’ feet, we know that He’ll stand for us,
Our every need we pray He’ll meet, He never will ignore us,

When troubles linger in our mind, all things seem problematic,
For Satan always tries to find, the glitzy and dramatic,
To tempt and draw us far from God, we don’t see through his lies,
We follow down a road less trod, we decide to compromise,
God’s given freedom from our pain, it isn’t complicated,
He died for us and rose again, His love He demonstrated,

And when our final day has come,
To God’s strong arms we’ll surely run,
With perfect souls to offer Him,
Christ paid for every single sin,
Our confidence in Him alone,
Will take us to our heavenly home.

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LET THE FIREWORKS BEGIN . . .

Posted on July 1, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

Today is July 1st. The real beginning of summer. The fireworks began a little early in my neighborhood with a little test run for the 4th of July. I’m certain it will continue through the weekend. Most family vacations occur in July, but a lot of events took place on this day in history too. The battle of Gettysburg began on this day in 1863. We all know how that turned out. In 1867 Canada became a dominion. In 1961, a beautiful baby girl was born who was destined to become the “People’s Princess.” Lady Di would reign as one of the most photographed celebrities of all time. In 2005, the last Thunderbird came off the assembly line. What a loss for those who remember what it was like to drive one. Later in the week we’ll be talking about the many patriotic events that shaped America. Today it is the sixth month that my husband entered heaven. Another one of those “firsts” that brings many memories of this special man.

I remember one vacation our family took when our children were old enough to appreciate the beauty of God’s creation without looking at it on their phones. We were bound for one of the most interesting demonstrations of what hell must look like – Yellowstone National Park. It isn’t all hellish. In fact, there are some exceptionally beautiful areas in this land of many views. Before arriving at our final destination, we stopped to camp near Devil’s Tower. It was the fourth of July, so imagine the fireworks with that backdrop. The most memorable part of the time there was that a group of Native Americans were grouped at the base of the tower for a pow wow. I’m quite sure they weren’t celebrating the 4th in the same way we do. It was interesting to see them dance around a campfire, singing the song of their people. To add to the picture, there was a movie playing outdoors on the campground. It was “Close Encounters.” Talk about an exciting way to spend the 4th of July.

If Paul had painted this scene, I’m sure it would bring a lot of interesting comments as to the content. The formation of a new country in a place that resembled a wilderness setting with fireworks filling the sky behind it – with a movie about aliens entering our world in a spaceship. We will never forget that fourth of July.

Each day is a new beginning. We should treasure each one of them, because we have no clue which one will be the last breath we take. Enjoy life even when it seems like things are caving in all around you. When you feel lonely, sad, depressed, angry – get in the car and go somewhere away from all of it. It doesn’t have to be a faraway place. A little drive to a county park or nature center will lift your spirits immensely. I’m eternally grateful for those spontaneous drives that Paul and I took during the last year of his life. I think I may have to have my live-in grandson take me on a little road trip.

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HE IS MY EVERYTHING . . .

Posted on June 30, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

God is my everything. When I wake each morning, I thank Him for another day. He takes my hand and leads me through all the perils of life. He gives me the strength to endure the aches and pains of an aging body. He lifts my spirits with the beautiful smile of a young life – like me, possessing only a few teeth. He makes me laugh at silly things, keeping my sense of humor alive. He lives through His creation, through the splendor of a mountain and the shade of a pristine green valley. I am so blessed to have Him as my partner through this darkened world. I know I will meet him face to face one day. Then we will be eternally bound.

Your hand reaches down and touches the vastness of creation,

Within your hand is the power to carve into mountains and establish flowage for the water,

In your voice is majesty and steadfastness,

With one word from you, all the angels bow in humility,

Your breath inspires us to speak your words,

Your eyes watch over all within your omnipotent sight,

Not a word or action goes unnoticed,

Not a prayer goes unheard,

Your constant presence comforts and protects us,

The mountains lay low at the sound of your voice,

You command water to spring from barren land and it heeds,

You say the word and your will is done, in spite of us,

Where can we hide from you?

Why would we try?

You created this place for us, but we have c0rrupted it,

You placed the sun, moon and stars in the heaven to bring us light,

We have polluted it with our sin,

Still, you love us,

Still, you will do anything for us,

Still, you are a loving Father,

A sanctuary, a prince of peace and Lord of Lords,

Let me run to you instead of away,

Lead my steps to you instead of the world’s path,

Give me confidence that your way is the only one.

Let me rest in your unfailing love.

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THE OLD FISHIN’ HOLE . . .

Posted on June 29, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

This little watercolor sketch is reminiscent of the good old days of fishing off the shoreline, dropping a line off the side of your boat, sitting and waiting – quietly taking in the stillness of the air – enjoying God’s beautiful creation – tasting the tranquility of it all.

A morning mist engulfs the lake, the air is fresh and clean.

You pull the anchor and set out, to waters so serene,

The sputter of the motor spits, encroaching other sounds,

That lead to the old fishing hole, where breakfast does abound,

You may sit there for many hours, in quiet contemplation.

But when the bobber bounces down, with wild anticipation,

It may take lots of patience and your skin is getting red,

You think it may have been better to stay home in your bed,

But suddenly you see just what your line is reeling in,

The biggest fish you’ve ever seen, the prize you surely win,

You reel it in and there it is, a catch that will suffice,

But sitting there just waiting, was also extremely nice.

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SHOW ME THE WAY, LORD . . .

Posted on June 28, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

These watercolor sketches were done for future reference, but I think they stand alone as examples of Paul’s gift of observation and sense of light and place. All of us have a path to follow in this life. When we ask God to guide and lead the way, He does. He hears our prayers and answers them.

My life is filled with twists and turns, with bumps along the path.
A crooked road that’s filled with holes – reminders of God’s wrath.
The way becomes corrupted with thorns and tangled webs.
My feet are often stifled, my hope and spirit ebbs.

It seems as though I’ll never reach the end of that dark road.
I feel I just can’t carry another heavy load,
But there beyond my mind’s dark fears, lies light to lead the way.
My Lord and Savior, Jesus is reaching out to say,

“Come follow me, my little lamb. I’ll lead you to your rest.
I’ll never let you fall again, no longer will I test.
Your journey has been difficult, but you’ve not been alone.
Come follow me, my servant, and let me take you home.”

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ALWAYS THE TEACHER . . .

Posted on June 27, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

Found this photo in my memories on Facebook today. Paul and our granddaughter, Kaeli painting together eleven years ago. She seems very focused on what grandpa is doing. Paul was a great teacher of many things. He could tell the species of bird by the sound of its voice. He knew exactly where he was going in the woods, so it was natural for him to be a leader. His gifts and talents all came together in his career as an art director and entrepreneur, but later in life he took up the vocation of teacher. It was nothing new for him. He had those abilities built into him when God formed him before his birth.

A lifetime shouldn’t be measured by the wealth we accumulate, nor the fame we amass. What we accomplish on this earth will have no bearing on our future in heaven. God is the only One who can take credit for that. When we enter the heavenly realms and He says, “Well done, good and faithful servant,” God is referring to the work we did to bring the good news of His salvation to others.

My career path led me to teaching as well. I had no intention of following that road, but God saw something in me which would serve that purpose. I’d spent most of my “career” as a stay-at-home mom. When our children were starting high school, I saw a need for a drama department in their newly formed private school. I set out to establish one and volunteered for 13 years. It was more than any degree I could’ve accomplished in college. In the process I was sharing my love for performance. I also used my writing skills to pen plays and for my students to perform.

Isn’t it amazing how God weaves the pattern of our lives into a masterpiece of His choosing? Neither my husband nor I had planned on teaching, but God had different ideas.

Through Paul’s masterful gift of art, he reached a great audience. Every piece of wood he carved – every sketch he penciled – every brush stroke he painted – was coupled with a passion to teach others. Our grandchildren were exposed to art and theatre at an early age. They have not chosen to follow that path, but each of them has learned through the arts. They have also been introduced to the LORD, through their relationships with their families.

The month of June has been designated at “Children’s Awareness Month.” Grandparents have an obligation to teach their children and future generations what God has done for them. What a precious gift we can give them when we tell them all about Jesus.

“So even to old age and gray hairs, O God, do not forsake me,
until I proclaim your might to another generation, your power to all those to come.” Psalm 71:18 ESV

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TEN YEARS AGO . . .

Posted on June 26, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

When we awoke on this past Sunday morning, there came the shocking news of the bombing of Iran’s nuclear sites. More and more division has arisen within our own beautiful USA.

After WWII we became truly united. In the following years, there was great reverence for the American flag. I remember decorating my doll carriage with red, white and blue crepe paper and waving a little flag as a reminder of the cost of war. Next came the Korean War. At home there was unrest as a similar battle against communism raged in the courtroom of the McCarthy hearings. When the war in Viet Nam was declared it was 1955. It wasn’t until 1975 that it was finally ended. During the war, protests erupted. It was the first war in which we could view the battle on the evening news. The soldiers as well as the people back home were trying to numb the effects by using drugs that would take them away from reality. At the turn of the century, in 2001, as things seemed to have settled down, three planes destroyed places on our own soil. We were enraged and engaged. The demand for American flags was tremendous. Church congregations prayed for their loved ones and the great loss. Many mourned as they attended funerals of friends and relatives who perished in this act of terror. Another declaration of War ensued. Most of us remember the horrors of that conflict. Then the year 2020 came with its plague of COVID19. Maybe that was the greatest divider of all. Becoming isolated in such a way for so long had to take its toll on our nation as a whole. Many lost hope. Without the means of communication via face to face, we lost our ability to solve problems in a healthy way. Our lack of communal worship led to a reliance on self instead of God for the hope necessary. My lack of knowledge of political science leaves me at a loss, but I know that God is the only answer to our division, to our peace, to our unity. Love of God, country and each other means turning back to the source of all peace. I pray that God will lead us back to Him. May He then deliver us from this evil that has turned citizen against citizen – friends against friends and family members against family members. GOD HAS THIS!

Refreshing, cleansing rain falls softly on an eager earth,

Thirsting for relief, longing for renewal and rebirth.

The tears of God bring respite for the dying soul,

He gave His only Son to fill a gaping hole,

The hole that widens every day,

When we forget to turn to Him and pray,

As branches dance and lightening fills the air,

I think of Him who never fails to care.

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DANCING IN THE RAIN . . .

Posted on June 25, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

No, this is not me dancing in the rain. I did happen to venture out this morning to do some shopping facing some cloudy skies. I should’ve listened to the weather forecast, but they are only right 50% of the time. So, off I went. I was looking for a frame for a piece of Paul’s art. I got sidetracked, as I usually do when walking through a craft and hobby shop. When I finally left, there was a mere drizzle falling down. I still had time to hit the grocery store. I guess you could call it very spontaneous and almost crazy of me, but off I went. I like to get out once in a while so I can get some steps. When you reach my age, every step counts and it’s much more fun than sitting in front of the TV set. I spent yesterday working in my garden, so my bones were a little stiff to add to the adventure.

By the time I finished my shopping the heavens exploded in a giant rage. Every drop of humidity which had been sucked out of the earth during a recent heat wave, came back with a vengeance. I danced my way to the car – quickly unloaded my packages – got myself into the driver’s seat and sat there for a moment – not dancing. Instead, I had just experienced my second shower of the day and was in the process of getting a free car wash. I drove home thinking I might be able to get everything unloaded. when the rain told me that wasn’t going to happen. I sat in my car for about fifteen minutes, waiting for the rain to let up just a little, so I could get my groceries into the house. Instead, I decided to take only what was necessary to be refrigerated. I then danced to my kitchen door, completely intrenched in wetness. I felt like a wet dog.

Sometimes the best laid plans aren’t in sync with the things going on around them. We think we’re so smart by trying to accomplish those everyday tasks with speed and consistency. In our brains, these jobs are simple and shouldn’t require a big deal. When God decides to water the earth, I have to look at it as a blessing rather than something that didn’t fit my timeline. It was indeed a blessing. The garden I worked so hard in yesterday got a great supply of much needed refreshment. It will be much easier to turn the soil and get rid of the weeds.

So much for dancing in the rain. Maybe I should try singing instead, but then my neighbors would really think I lost it. Of course, they already believe that. I will dry my hair, sit down in front of the TV and check out the weather. It may be a while before the rest of my groceries are unloaded.

“For I will pour water on the thirsty land,
    and streams on the dry ground;
I will pour my Spirit upon your offspring,
    and my blessing on your descendants.
4 They shall spring up among the grass
    like willows by flowing streams.”
Isaiah 44:3-4

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HUES OF BLUE . . .

Posted on June 24, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

This painting was done ten years ago at a plein air competition in Wayzata, MN. I remember the day well. It was blistering hot and artists were lined up on the shoreline of Lake Minnetonka working on their craft. Clouds began to fill the sky. Not your usual clouds. They were large billows of grey which eventually obliterated the sun. There was a mad dash as artists and observers felt the first drops of what would become an all-out deluge. It was another demonstration of how God directs the weather. Paul was trying out a new medium called water soluble oil paints, so his painting was still wet when we left. It captures the mood of the day.

Lipid pools of open water, gently piercing through the glass,

Leaving pock marks on the surface, praying that this soon will pass,

Such a constant blend of color, only one remains to be,

Dripping,

Thawing,

Slipping,

Dying,

Water now o’er takes it all,

To the depths of life eternal, running from this mortal coil,

Blues and purples blend together, melting into deeper hues,

Making one have thoughts of heaven, or to simply sing the blues.

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HOT PURSUIT

Posted on June 23, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ORIGINAL ART & INSPIRATION FROM PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

Days are filled with anxious moments,

The darkness of night envelops and encases you in fear,

Talk of terror in the world,

Horror in our own streets,

We often feel as thought the world is slowly eating us up,

We cringe when we open a newspaper,

We run away from the morning news

We try to escape to a quiet place,

But there’s no place to run,

You cannot flee,

You cannot hide,

Life,

It is filled with hot pursuit,

Not only by us,

But by those who would love to harm us,

It’s times like that when we feel hopeless,

But there is hope, even for the broken hearted,

God is the protector, the refuge, the safe place

Every one of us has that promise at our disposal,

We don’t need to be afraid of what lies ahead,

We have the Creator of the Universe in our corner,

We all have His power at our disposal,

He alone can bring peace to starving hearts,

Call on His name.

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GOD PROVIDES . . .

Posted on June 23, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

I imagine God is familiar with our complaints. He’s been putting up with them for centuries. It started at the beginning of time, but when He made it possible for the children of Israel to be freed from the clutches of Egypt, the complaining continued. Thousands of them made their way through the parted waters of the sea – trudged across parched deserts – wore the same clothes and sandals for 40 years and survived on manna, quail and water from an “unknown” source. At night they were led by the light of God to their destination. Still, they complained as we do when the weather gets a little too much to endure or if our prayers aren’t answered right away.

I suppose I understand some of their issues. Can you imagine wearing the same clothes for 40 years. They should’ve been rags by the time they reached their destination – but they weren’t. Each day they would be provided with food from heaven – manna. How many ways can you prepare manna? Quail was also part of the diet. They didn’t even have to hunt for it. It was just there, but were they satisfied? No – they continued to grovel and complain through the entire journey. By the time they reached their destination, they had undoubtedly grown in numbers with new babies being born along the way. God protected this massive group of travelers for the entire journey. He does the same for us each day.

So, it’s hot. It has been for the past few days and relief doesn’t seem to be in the forecast. My plants are withering, just like I do in this heat. Sweat will roll and emotions will heat up too. We are a people that never seems satisfied. Weather is changing all around us. Things like tropical storms are popping up in places that haven’t seen them for many years. Fires burn across the land as natural habitats incinerate as people and animals are displaced or killed. Natural disasters seem to be more apparent in the summer months. Why does God allow them to happen? That seems to be the first source we go to for placing blame. God does not put these perils in our way to frustrate us or cause us pain and loss. God loves His creation much more than mankind does. We can’t really blame climate change either. Why are we so quick to blame someone else for all the bad things?

There are ways that we can cool down and make ourselves comfortable, but complaining about it is like the sound of a dripping faucet. Soon we’ll be getting out the flannel and trying to keep from freezing to death. We will groan about our chilled bones. We will fuss because we can’t leave our homes. We will grovel, just like the Israelites and God will still provide for all of our needs. Trust in His power and love for this world and us.

“I have been young, and now am old, yet I have not seen the righteous or his children begging for bread. He is ever lending generously, and his children become a blessing.” Psalm 37:25

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MY GOD OR MY COUNTRY . . .

Posted on June 22, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

No matter how you feel about our country and what’s going on right now, I believe there is always going to be hope in our God. He has promised to be with us in all circumstances. He will never leave us. He has the power to change the world. He is in control. I am including this painting of Paul’s today to represent the symbol of America. We are a nation of mixed blood. All the combined DNA holds information, opinions, how we react, and every other element that affects us. We’re also endowed by God with a conscience. That inner voice that shows us the difference between wrong and right. The quiet voice of God that leads us, defines us and uses us for His glory. When our nation is at a crossroads – when we hear of wars and rumors of wars – when it seems that all is lost – He is our refuge and strength. I wrote the following poem right after our country was attacked by terrorists on 9/11. As we try to make sense of what’s going on right now, we should be turning to the One who controls everything. He alone is our source of strength. He will provide a way. He will hear our prayers.

Hidden in the ashes, trampled by the steel,
Lay the sons and daughters of that day,
In the years that follow, our hearts may never heal,
We mourn their loss – We try to deal – We turn to God and pray.

Freedom was taken, terror stole our soul,
But America was built for more than this,
Strong hearts united, with a mutual goal,
Rebuilding, renewing, restoring the mess.

This day is not forgotten. It’s seared upon our souls,
We put our faith in God’s eternal care,
We trust in His salvation, we know he mends the holes,
That come from the destruction in the air.

Our hearts must stay united, no matter how we feel.
We look beyond the prejudice and fears.
Our only hope is Jesus. He is the one who heals.
He erases all our sorrows and wipes away our tears.

“If my people who are called by my name humble themselves, and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and heal their land.” 2 Chronicles 7:11 ESV

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THE ANSWER IS BLOWING IN THE WIND

Posted on June 21, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & INSPIRATION BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

Where I live, the temperature is going to hit triple digits today, with almost unbreathable air. When I took the garbage out this morning, it was like walking into a blast furnace. It took my breath away. I plan to stay within my little air-conditioned house today and may not venture out until this passes. God alone is the only One who controls the weather. Mankind has yet to realize that, but if this is what hell feels like, I sure don’t want to go there.

When the turbulence of a summer storm knocks the wind out of our sails, when our breath dissipates in the eye of it – when there is nowhere to go – some may eventually surrender to God’s will.  We pray.  We ask for intervention.  We wait and wait and wait for answers, but they don’t come as quickly as we’d like.  Our faith weakens, but our inner voice tells us that God has a handle on all our life experiences.   That tiny voice of conscience and the truth of God’s Word, also reminds us of the unconditional relationship we have with our Creator.

When we’re forced up against a wall, we call on our Savior.  It isn’t a matter of giving up.  Surrender means more than that.  We’re putting our complete trust in One who can calm the winds – the One who sends refreshing water to cleanse and refresh – the One who knows exactly what we need and when we need it.

Dear, Heavenly Father, we come to you for guidance.  Our world faces the winds of disharmony, hatred, fear and division.  You have proven your power to us through the forces of nature.  Still many of us cannot accept your majesty.  What they can’t see, to them, doesn’t exist.  You reveal yourself through the weather. You show us your face in the eye of a storm.  We ask that you watch over our country.  Be with our president as he faces difficult criticism.  Be with our lawmakers as they try to sort through legislature regarding immigration.  Our nation seems to have deserted you in the last few years.  Many don’t believe in you.  They laugh at those who do.  Please, work in their hearts.  Let your Holy Spirit inspire us as a nation.  Bring us together and unite us.  In Jesus name we ask.  Amen!

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SUMMER SOLSTICE . . .

Posted on June 20, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & P0ETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

Today, June 20, 2025, we celebrate the summer solstice. The point in time when we will face the longest day of the year. The above painting says it all. The sky is filled with clouds today. The dew point is extremely high. We were promised rain for last night, but I guess the meteorologists don’t hold the strings to what really happens. From here on out the days will grow shorter. God has blessed me with another year in the books, so I plan to water my plants before they fade and die. What will you do?

Soft, buttery shades of yellow melt in the summer sun.

Retreating from the face of God, finding a place to run.

As life moves forth on this planet, we pray it’s for the best.

Our hearts fill with disappointment – we cannot pass every test.

We flounder in the summer days – hanging on to our last hope.

We place our thoughts of life on hold as we struggle now to cope.

The day is at its highest peak, soon all the flowers will fade.

Welcome the glory of its heat or search for refreshing shade.

The days will grow much shorter now and winter will take its place.           

Seconds of our lives are counted – God will show His shining face.

When we surrender to Jesus, our lives will then be fulfilled.

He’ll take our hand and lead us home where all our fears will be stilled.

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JUST ANOTHER DAY . . .

Posted on June 19, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

Here’s another farmstead painting. I love the colors and detail. The fellow waving us in reminds me of Paul. He was friendly, inviting, welcoming, eager to talk, a man with stories galore and a mind filled with so much creativity and love for the Lord.

Every day is special as long as you are in it. I don’t know if that’s a quote from someone famous or not, but it makes sense to me. Today is my birthday. I thank God for waking me up a little later this morning. I will be lunching with my youngest daughter, her daughter and her daughter’s son. A family outing is a wonderful time. When food is involved, it’s even better. I just opened my front door to greet a delivery person who had a special gift of flowers from my sister. I’ve received many loving messages from friends and family. I don’t feel older. I feel different though, because my husband isn’t here to share this day with me. These “first” days will get easier as time goes by, but there are so many. Actually, waking up without him sleeping beside me is probably the hardest time of all. However, I know that I’m not alone in any of these special times. God is still in control. He never changes. He will always be at my side. He will never leave me. Though special days seem different now, without my Paul, I am learning that the Light of the World is with me to guide me through each new page of my journey.

I’m not alone, though I might feel that way,

I’m not alone, when sadness comes each day,

Though tears may fall when unexpected,

I’m not alone, I’m not rejected,

There will be times when I might feel so lost,

I long to see your face at any cost,

To hold your hand and feel your tender touch,

On certain days I miss you very much.

There is no lack of precious memories,

I feel your presence in the sky and trees,

I’m not alone, I hold you in my heart,

You’re always there. We’ll never be apart.

The day will come when I’m with you again,

I don’t know how – and I don’t know just when,

God has promised to bring me back to you,

To share His paradise – I know that’s true.

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ANOTHER DAY OLDER AND . . .

Posted on June 18, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

I’m on my last day of being 82. I never thought I’d be facing another birthday. In fact, I am amazed that I’m still alive. My years have been full of so many memories. Thankfully, I have a selective memory and remember only the positive recollections. So, how does one get to be this age? It certainly doesn’t have to do with diet, or I would have kicked the bucket when I was ten. It isn’t about exercise and clean living either. Those traits have eluded me as well. Especially the exercise. (OK, I confess, I didn’t always do the right thing either.)

I think it may have to do with my genes. My mother and both of my grandmothers lived long lives. They weren’t always the best of lives, but each one of them demonstrated resilience, perseverance and true grit. These three had a tremendous effect on my growing up years. The memories of them are all positive. Attitude is everything. None of these women was born with a silver spoon in their month. They had to work hard all their lives to keep the home fires burning and face the challenges of every day.

I often wonder why God continues to wake me up each morning. It seems my journey should soon be over, but every day I say, “Thank you, Jesus for another day.” None of us can determine the day we’ll leave this planet. Only God knows. What we leave behind cannot be counted as our merit. How did we live? Were we involved totally in the day to day of living? Did we try? Did we work hard? Did we give from our heart? Did we pursue success? Did we honor God in all areas of our life? Does it matter?

The things we leave behind are our legacy. I believe that our true treasure lies in the Word of God and the beautiful love story He has placed in our hearts. As the calendar flips through each day, we can thank God for another day as an opportunity to share that amazing truth with others. God’s Word is our great heritage. It is also a gift from Him and a promise of eternal life with Him in paradise.

When we face God on that final day. He will not see us or our works and good deeds. He will see only His Son, Jesus, and the perfection He covered us with. So, we truly can thank Jesus for another day, another year, a future that will bring eternal life.

“Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.” Ralph Waldo Emerson

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A BRAVE NEW WORLD . . .

Posted on June 17, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & INSPIRATION BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

The Corps of Discovery traveled across the country to explore the newly acquired Louisianna Purchase and eventually to reach the Pacific Ocean. It was more than 200 years ago. Can you imagine entering a world of the unknown? It took a group of brave men, along with one woman and her child to cover this new territory. Merriwether Lewis was a naturalist and spent time bird watching and finding new plants along with unknown species of animals. He kept a journal of these activities. Paul Boecher was born in the twentieth century. He was what you might call a Renaissance man – always searching for new things to draw or paint. He kept several journals as well. The above sketch was undoubtedly used as an example for his portrayal of a frontier artist.

The Lewis bird is a woodpecker. They mainly feed on flying insects in midair. You undoubtedly would not see one in Minnesota. They dwell mainly on the Northwest coast of America. I’m not a scientist, nor a naturalist. Paul was neither of those. He was an avid reader and studied the art of this country from its earliest beginnings. He also had a great love of the outdoors. I’m posting this today to show you how the artist/naturalist would capture proof of their findings in the early 1800s. There are many sketches of this bird within the sketch book of Lewis.

God has his eye on each of these creatures. He knows where they sleep, how they raise their young, how they maneuver through the mountains, who are their predators and how to keep them safe. It’s really quite amazing to realize that every part of His creation is in His protection at all times. It’s also difficult to see that in a world which seems to have gone crazy. We can count on His protection as well.

Dear Creator, God, You have designed every creature on this earth. You know their comings and goings. You watch over all of them, because you love them. You have given each one the means to escape danger – to find food – to enjoy Your creation – survive. As we wonder about the state of the world today, it’s easy to understand our confusion and dismay. We look to you to guide us in the way that you want us to go. We ask for your provision and protection, but above all we thank you for your love. The unconditional love you make available to every human being. Help us to stay focused on that and trust that you have a far greater plan than we can imagine. In the name of your precious Son, Jesus. Amen!

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SOUNDS OF THE CITY . . .

Posted on June 16, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

The sounds of the city are many. Most of them created by means of transportation. Trains, carrying passengers or large box cars filled with goods going to market. The commuter trains that have taken the place of automobiles for some. The traffic sounds, the sounds of a jack hammer pounding concrete, a nail gun shooting staples into new construction, a jet flying overhead – all begin to sound like an orchestra of different notes and beats.

Our lives are filled with sounds. When the sound of terrorism strikes, we all stand at attention. Our minds fill with opinions before we can even begin to sort through all the elements of the news. Some will wait for the full story, while others demand response immediately. This is what happened in my neck of the woods this past weekend. Two people were killed and two wounded by an assassin’s bullets. It was to be a day of friendly protest. Unfortunately, protests seldom are. We still possess the right to do so, but more often than not, they accelerate. The assassin has been located and arrested. More and more facts will be revealed about this man and his reasons for taking lives and ruining others. We will argue as to the political relevance. We will get angry. We will blame and get angrier. Whenever there is terrorism, there will be rage and hatred. When we form opinions immediately, we are adding fuel to the fire.

I am not an expert on the whys or wherefores, but as a citizen of this country, I am truly worried that so many have forgotten how to solve problems without violence or anger. We really need to step back and take a breath. God did not cause this to happen. He is, however, in control of the final result. Justice will be served.

I listen to the sounds –

The crashing of the large containers as they are transferred to waiting freight trains.

The rat- a- tat of the nail gun as a new roof is installed.

The gentle breeze wafting its way through the trees – tickling them as she passes.

The laughter of a young child – the angry groan of a car starting.

Birds chirping – doors slamming – the classical music emoting from the radio.

Distant sounds of traffic – an occasional jet flying overhead – the whir of a helicopter.

Sounds of the city – always motion – always life – sometimes confusion

And yet these sounds don’t agitate – they let you know the world is still alive.

When the sound of gunfire fills the air,

When senseless loss of life occurs,

We may forget to turn to the only One entitled to pass judgement.

PRAY FOR OUR COUNTRY

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THE FATHER OF MY CHILDREN

Posted on June 15, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

This has been a year of firsts for me and our family. The first missed birthday without him – Valentines Day – the coming of spring – Mother’s Day and so on. Today will be the first Father’s Day our children will have only fond memories of their dad. We celebrated our 60th anniversary last September. For all those years and more – he was there. Now he’s with his heavenly Father. What a blessing for him, yet bittersweet for me and those who loved him. I wrote the following poem last year to celebrate Father’s Day. It refers to the Good Shepherd. I’ve written this week about my Father, God. Both of those posts reflect the kind of life Paul exhibited.

Not only was he a great dad, but He led his kids in the right direction by placing God first in our family. We all miss him. Time will pass and the hurt won’t be as bad anymore, but for now it’s still very fresh in our minds. Happy Father’s Day in heaven, my sweet husband. I will love you forever and always.

A tender shepherd walked this earth with love within his touch,
His words could calm the troubled sheep, His hands led them through much.
He chased away the predators, He brought them safely home.
He often searched for many hours for one who liked to roam.
He nurtured and He led them to pastures lush and green,
He sometimes pushed and prodded, through perils yet unseen.
His rod and staff protected – His love would see them through,
For they were His possession – He did what He must do.
He found the purest water to quench their endless thirst,
A clean and living water that always put them first.
This great and perfect shepherd still leads us every day.
His life He gave – became the sheep – to take our sins away.
No price can compensate Him. He dwells among us still.
He leads our souls to heaven. He guides us with His will.

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MY FATHER GOD . . .

Posted on June 14, 2025 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

The painting for today is a watercolor depicting how our early history was forged in a land that had already been inhabited by several native tribes. Our country is facing difficult times right now. May we move forward with God’s wisdom and help. He is our true Father and with HIm alone, we can overcome anything. Father, help us to lean on your for answers instead of being led by those who would be happy to divide our country further. Amen

Our lives begin in innocence, we are too young to know;

But even in those fledgling years, we choose the way we go.

Our minds are bright our will is strong.

We think we know what’s right and wrong.

Our very hearts grow black with sin, our souls drift to and fro.

We can’t escape the grip of sin. It grows within our heart.

It’s like a cancer moving in and tearing souls apart.

There’s not a thing that we can do.

Our fate is sealed, our death is too.

Our path is filled with darkness, we have no place to start.

Our God showed love omnipotent. He sent His own dear Son.

To pay the price for my misdeeds – salvation He has won.

There’s not a word that I can say,

For burdens lifted every day.

My soul was purchased with His blood, the work has all been done.

How can I thank you, my dear Lord, for everything you gave,

So I will too in heaven live. My soul from sin is saved.

I give my heart and soul to you.

There’s nothing else for me to do.

I’ll praise your name forevermore – my sin is washed away.

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