
ART BY PAUL T. BOECHER
This is in response to Heavenly Raindrops Wednesday Challenge. A watercolor sketch done by Paul Boecher of a beautiful buck hiding and camouflaged by its surroundings.

ART BY PAUL T. BOECHER
This is in response to Heavenly Raindrops Wednesday Challenge. A watercolor sketch done by Paul Boecher of a beautiful buck hiding and camouflaged by its surroundings.
The secret to a long life is growing old. Most of us cringe at that option, but for those who have made it through the process, I say “Congratulations. Now what?” By the time we reach our 80s, our bodies have given way to gravity. I used to be 5’3″. Now I’m pushing 5′. I truly believe that those three inches slipped down to my hips and at times to my ankles. This has resulted in a pear-shaped body known as “Jabba the Hutt syndrome.” Everything sags, even my eyelids. My face is wrinkled, largely due to the many children I’ve taught over the years. My skin is dry and even a large can of motor oil would quickly be absorbed in seconds, making no impact. I’m fortunate to have the ability to think. My memory is in pretty good shape. My hearing is shot. My teeth come out at night. Should I really go on. I’m getting depressed here.
The true secret to a long life has less to do with the condition of your physical self, and mor with your mental and spiritual health. I grew up in the “Silent Generation,” a time when you kept your mouth shut. If you had opinions, you simply didn’t express them. Self-esteem wasn’t in the vocabulary. Self-worth was determined by what you did to make a living, and extras were something you didn’t think about because they were unnecessary. Because of that, we raised our children to feel good about themselves – gave them positive feedback – rewarded them with participation awards and overcompensated for our own lack of those things. The mistakes we made in parenting were passed down to the next generations and I’d be considered an old fuddy duddy if I expounded on that. Well, if the shoe fits, right?
As we age, our minds also grow old. All the information stored in that grey matter has overloaded and much of it has disappeared. Keeping our minds active is essential to aging gracefully. Simple things like playing solitaire, doing puzzles or taking up a hobby are ways to stay sharp. My mind kind of resembles my laptop. Most of the keys are illegible. The memory has been updated so many times that it’s practically extinct. I refuse to buy a new one, because I’m too cheap to invest in one. As human beings we become out of date as well. At times we become invisible to others. Our opinions don’t always matter. Our ideas are antiquated and so on.
That’s why it’s so important to keep our spiritual life healthy. Attend church services, weather permitting, or watch online streaming. Participate in a Bible study group. Join the choir (if you can still sing.) Share your life experiences with others and how you got through them. With gray hairs comes wisdom which is priceless to those struggling in today’s world. Stay in the Word of God, the Bible. You can get it online – in large print editions – and a variety of translations. We don’t stop learning about our Heavenly Father as we grow older. We simply realize how very much we need Him to get through this whole aging thing.
THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY, ANOTHER YEAR, ANOTHER MOMENT TO SHARE YOUR LOVE WITH THOSE WHO NEED TO HEAR IT. THANKS FOR ALL THE BLESSINGS YOU’VE GIVEN ME DURING THIS LONG AGING PROCESS. YOUR PROMISE OF ETERNAL LIFE IN HEAVEN IS YOUR GREATEST GIFT. I CAN HARDLY WAIT!

Looking back over the last century might be a real eye opener. Especially for those born in the 21st century. In the 1920s the automobile industry was getting underway with the Model T Ford. A crank was used to get it started, and tires were not made for rustic roads that still existed. Today, we have cars that practically drive themselves which receive their power from an electrical plug. Radio was becoming the entertainment of the day with situation comedies and shows like “Inner Sanctum,” which scared us to pieces. Now we get our entertainment on a handheld screen which offers more than we need to see or hear in a lifetime.
In the 1920s the subject in the newspapers was prohibition and gangsters like Al Capone and John Dillinger. Violence was the fare of the day. The criminals held a certain popularity in this time of anything goes and the roaring ’20s. There were the suffragettes who protested for prohibition and the Irish and German immigrants who liked their beer and protested against it. There was an increase in labor unions, which looked out for problems in the workplace and those employed there.
Fashions were changing too. Ladies turned in their corsets for more comfortable undergarments. The dresses were much shorter, exposing legs that had been hidden for years. They cut their hair short in what today is called a “bob.” Makeup became part of their fashion statement and freedom of movement made life a lot easier for many of them. Women were making themselves known during this time.
The United States had just finished their participation in a world war, so women were doing jobs that men left behind. Protests became popular. Farmers and ranchers had their issues. Women were demanding more rights. The government was filled with corruption as police, judges, lawyers and juries were bribed.
People remained patriotic. Love of the United States of America was still a popular notion along with the promise of fulfillment of the American dream. It was the age of invention – the telephone, television, rocket experiments, and many appliances that made housework a lot easier. The washing machine, electric iron, toasters, the first air conditioning units and refrigerators were all invented during the 1920s.
So here we are, 100 years later. I wasn’t around for the 1920’s, but during my 83 years I’ve seen an abundance of inventions that have altered the way we live. Technology is the biggest factor. Instant everything has become a way of life. So much so that we demand answers immediately. Another thing I’ve noticed in my lifetime is that God is the same today as He was yesterday and will be tomorrow. If we place our hope and trust in Him, we can count on promises fulfilled.
“The past isn’t gone; it’s just waiting to happen again.” Maya Angelou

The afterglow of the holiday season might have let you a little down in the dumps. January starts out with the bang of fireworks, resolutions to do better and then what? The month lacks celebrations, mostly because it’s too cold to do anything but snuggle under a thick quilt and drink hot chocolate. It also happens to be Monday. The first day of the workweek, which doesn’t really allow for such a luxury. It seems like every other month is filled with something to celebrate. January suddenly breaks the thread.
Every day can be a fresh start if we put our minds to it. It’s like writing a new page in the journal of your life or turning that page and filling it with something different. We are currently enjoying some pretty decent temperatures here in Lake Woebegone. A January thaw is a welcome relief, so take advantage of these warmer days to get out of the house and move. This month is often designated as a huge do-over month, because we have so much time on our hands to think about it. On the other hand, who wants to think about doing something over when we can do something different.
Having just recovered from a long bout of pneumonia, I am eager to get back to living. That includes starting a project. I have a bunch of possible options. I could finish the novel I’ve been working on for over ten years. I could start writing a series of mysteries (like Agatha Christie,) I could get out my paints and start a masterpiece. I might bake something special and then eat the whole thing. Perhaps I could tackle a walk outside. Well, I may not do that this week, but I can look forward to it in the next few months.
My point today is that we look at each day – each hour and minute – as an opportunity to do something that will make a difference in our own lives or those of others. Now if you’ll excuse me, my quilt and hot chocolate await.
THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY. HELP ME TO FOLLOW YOUR LEAD THROUGH OUT THE COMING WEEK.
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
Mountainous clouds entwine in a sky of black,
Filling with tears from the Lord of all.
He sees and He knows our tribulation.
The depth of our sorrow is in His hands.
There is nothing we can do to take away our sadness.
We cannot change the course of our lives,
But He has turned His tears to cleansing waters
Through the death of His beloved Son.
Washed – forgiven for sin’s deadly pain,
We can dance in His refreshing rain.
The painting today was commissioned several years ago by a woman who wanted to donate a memory of her husband to the church. It reminds me of a place of comfort and peace – a habitat in which to get away from the ugliness of the world. I believe that God must cry over the condition of our planet, our country, our cities, our homes and even our churches. Since we have been created in His image, tears are part of who we are. We cry when we’re happy, sad, angry, outraged. We cry when we’re in pain. We cry when we realize that our lives are in a state of change which we have no control over. Jesus wept. Even though He could end the pain He felt, He suffered through it. He wept.
Tears can be our exit strategy when we simply cannot cope any longer. They release the suffering of a broken heart. They can comfort one who mourns. They can show feelings of pride for a job well done. Tears can come when miracles occur – when a newborn opens his eyes or a man sees his future wife walking down the aisle. The painting also shows God’s compassion through the dominant cross that appears in the sky. That symbol is more than comforting to those who weep. It gives us hope for a future in a perfect world, where there will be no more tears.
THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY. FILL OUR HEARTS WITH HOPE FOR A FUTURE WITH YOU IN HEAVEN. YOU GAVE YOUR SON TO TAKE AWAY OUR SIN. LEAD US OUT OF THE TRIBULATION THAT COVERS THIS EARTH AND HELP US TO CRY TEARS OF JOY!
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER
“In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. The earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters.” Genesis 1:1 (ESV)
Before the world would come to be, the only thing that God would see,
Was darkness deep, no light, no glow. An emptiness that cried below,
What it became was His clear choice – holy and pure through His own voice,
His strength turned darkness into light, the days would also turn to night.
Amazing order of His plan He’d etch into the soul of man.
Six days, the number that it took to craft it all and take a look,
Proclaiming that it was so good, His love expounded as it should,
He rested on the seventh day – a quiet respite He would pay.
What happened to this world after God created it? As God looks down on the world today, what does He see? Once again there is a darkness that seems to have infected all of it. The light that was drawn from His own breath, seems to have fizzled into oblivion. Is there any hope for us? We need to remember that God is in control – He has a plan, which originated during creation – He will never leave us – He loves us beyond our capacity to love – He is the ember that will reignite the perfect light again. We must return to Him. He is our only hope in a world that seems so hopeless. He brought light into darkness. He can do anything.
We will search for answers today, Lord, teach us how we ought to pray,
Asking for the guidance you give, showing us the way we should live,
Loving others as you loved all, should be our daily victory call,
To walk the way that you have led – Until in heav’n we make our bed.

“Know this, my beloved brothers: let every person be quick to hear, slow to speak, slow to anger; for the anger of man does not produce the righteousness of God. Therefore put away all filthiness and rampant wickedness and receive with meekness the implanted word, which is able to save your souls.” James 1:19-21 (ESV)
We’re living in amazing times. Technology has made news available to us within seconds after it occurs. We have become so accustomed to this that we form opinions regarding it just as fast. As I look at what’s happening in my state this week, I have thoughts about events where folks have overreacted, formed early opinions and jumped to conclusions. Not long ago, a mass shooter was arrested after taking lives, found guilty, tried and convicted before he ever appeared before the legal system. A drug deal went bad, a death occurred, we reacted to the system rather than the criminals who supplied the drug. People came to our country for refuge. They enter illegally and supposedly become model citizens while they rip off the taxpayers by setting up fraudulent businesses. With the instant news we have, we blame law enforcement.
Our thought process is based on what information we’re being fed. We don’t truly investigate for ourselves before making a statement of outrage. Our opinions cause a rush to judgement that is truly unfair. I bite my tongue every time I write about the state of our nation. I have tried very hard to ignore this problem, but I see it every day. Why are we so quick to judge without having the full picture?
I pray that America is doing the right thing to prohibit the needless hatred, fear and death that occur on a daily basis. I pray for our law enforcement and their safety. They’re putting their lives on the line each time they leave their homes. I pray for our government officials – instituted by God – that they will look at the corruption that has infiltrated our cities, country and minds of the people who live there. I pray that we all take a deep breath and look for ways to bring God’s love and truth back into our everyday living. As James states in the above Bible passages, we should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to anger. This is a simple solution, but we have gone far beyond that by choosing to believe that all things coming from the media are true.
THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY. HELP ME TO MAKE THE MOST OF THIS EXTENDED PERIOD OF TIME TO THINK BEFORE SPEAKING – TO THINK AND RESEARCH BEFORE WRITING – AND TO SERVE YOU AND YOUR HOLY WORD BY LIVING FOR YOU.
You’re born into a family of little means. You’ve barely gotten to know your mother’s face when she’s forced to give you up to protect you from certain death. You’re adopted into a wealthy family and your life changes drastically. You grow up in luxury learning things you never would have been afforded otherwise. You grow into a strong individual with power you never dreamed of. As you mature you see the injustices around you. They tug at your heart. You feel helpless. You witness a young man being unjustly beaten and intercede. By defending the underdog, you become the victim. Your rage puts you in an ugly situation and you take a life to save one.
What you do next makes you appear a coward. You run away. You hide for many years without apprehension. You change your identity – try to fit in – find a new life. You try to forget your past, but it soon catches up with you. Days progress and you’ve almost forgotten the weaknesses of your youth, but now those secrets resurface in your dreams. The devil presses guilt into your heart like a hot branding iron claiming victory over your soul. You show signs of aging. You fear that you’re destined to a future in hell. You feel that you will never realize a true purpose in your life. God has something else in mind. He still has work for you to do – work that involves facing into your darkest fears.
You reluctantly return to the place of your youth. You feel unqualified, haunted, unworthy. Your reluctance turns to fear and cripples you, but then you realize there’s a reason for all of this. You return only to be met with more adversity. They haven’t forgotten you. They recognize you. Your true identity has been revealed to those in high places. You have a price on your head, but you’re determined to face your fears. When dealing with past sins you must admit your failings. Then ask for forgiveness. You may suffer the consequences of your actions, or you may run again.
People aren’t nearly as gracious as God. Old garbage is dragged from the dump to be revealed to a waiting world. The ugliness of your misdeeds is paraded before everyone and you’re judged by your past. Now the truth is out. There is no escaping – no hiding – no redemption. Thankfully your future doesn’t depend on others or yourself for salvation. God has wiped the slate clean with the perfect life of His own Son, releasing everyone from the guilt of sin and allowing great things to be done through Him.
Moses realized his sin but tried to hide it. When he faced his past mistakes and asked for forgiveness, he was allowed to do what he was born for. We certainly can’t hide from God. He’s promised to be with us always. Don’t be afraid of Him. His love has no strings attached.
Run to God and with Him – He will set mountains on fire and use you for His purpose.
THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY OF GRACE. REMIND ME TO RUN TO YOU IN TIMES OF TROUBLE AND WHEN THINGS ARE GOING WELL. YOU ARE MY SAVIOR, MY REDEEMER, MY COMFORTER, MY REFUGE, MY GOD. I CANNOT HIDE FROM YOU.
For me, getting through the battle scars of living, seems to be pretty uneventful. I get out of bed about the same time each morning. I go through the motions of preparing for the day. I might eat breakfast. I’ll throw a load of wash in the washer and sit down to write my blog. The rest of the day would seem boring to most. At times I actually feel I’m going through the motions of living.
When I was part of the work force and raising a family, my list of tasks was much longer. I never seemed to have enough hours in the day to get everything done. I remember getting three kids ready for school, making lunches (unless I forgot,) planning my own workday and encouraging my husband. I don’t recall such a thing as “hump day.” There wasn’t time to muddle through the disadvantages of working. It was simply something we did.
I do agree that time has changed the way we function today. There are almost always two bread winners in the family. If you’re getting close to retirement, you may even have your own children living with you. If they’re working, they might contribute to the family treasury. The age of active employment has come under a great deal of change as well. Many have home offices and try to manage their workspace, their household duties and family all at the same time. The stresses by midweek are huge, not to mention the lack of communication, family interaction and counseling one another.
Instead of making Wednesday a day that gets us down, we should think of some things that will get us through the week without those negative thoughts. Make the day something to look forward to. Plan a special meal that will involve everyone sitting down at a table to eat – preferably at home. Carve out time for a board game or two. During that family time, share your problems, your conflicts, your goals and dreams and put away the phones. You might want to make Wednesday a date night with your spouse. You don’t need to spend a fortune. Just getting away from the mundane will keep your marriage alive. When we have something to look forward to, life can be so much more fun.
Even when you have fulfilled your years in the workplace, you can set time aside for getting over the hump of daily living. I’m not much for to-do lists anymore, but it’s a good idea to schedule activities that give us something to challenge both mentally and physically. Life is too short to worry about getting through it. God gives us time just as He gives us a purpose for being here. Make the most of the talents He’s given you and share them with others.
“Commit your work to the Lord, and your plans will be established.” Proverbs 16:3 ESV
Five years ago (January 6, 2021) as the COVID19 Pandemic continued to rage, we were witness to the storming of the U.S. Capitol building by protestors who had been attending a rally. Five years later, the shock of that day continues on. It could’ve been construed as an act of free speech. Perhaps some would call it treason against the United States, while others would condemn the outgoing president for causing it. That same president would be re-elected four years later in spite of it. I prefer not to express my opinions on politics. I feel it futile in the light of the current climate in our country. Division is probably the deepest scar we’ve received from scandalous news such as this along with a pandemic that pulled us all into our shells. The fact is, life continues and our hope is still in the LORD.
Our daily worries and cares, however, can seem much greater than those going on in government. The thought of losing a job – the worry that we won’t be able to provide for our family – the possibility of a life-threatening disease- all lead us to feelings of depression, hopelessness and despair. We’re reminded that God is in control and that thought may bring little encouragement when we go through those difficult times.
“Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” Isaiah 41:10 ESV
Tuesday is just another day on the calendar. In my part of the country the streets are filled with ice which will melt as the day goes on. I will stay home, as I have for the past week. As we grow older, we take more precautions when venturing out into Minnesota winters. Each day brings challenges to all of us no matter what our age. If your Tuesday isn’t measuring up to your expectations, it’s time to start something new. Today I promise myself to get back to my unfinished novel. As long as I’m temporarily homebound, this is the perfect opportunity. It may sit for another ten years before it actually gets published, but for the time being, it’s keeping my mind awake and my body – well, we’ll talk about that another day.
Live each day as if it were the most important gift you’ve ever received. Whether it is a day of progress, one of disappointment, filled with trials or one peppered with happy thoughts and positive motivation. God is with us through every moment of every day.
THANK YOU, JESUS FOR ANOTHER DAY!

January 2 was National Cream Puff Day and today, January 5, we celebrate National Whipped Cream Day. These days are only three days apart. I wonder if that might be a clue for me to share a story that includes both of those events. Since I’m a native of the dairy state, Wisconsin, it would seem logical that I have a fondness for anything to do with cream. I just finished off the last bit of homemade whipped cream yesterday. It was a sad farewell. The whole thing about these holidays is that they remind me of some funny stuff that happened in the past. Nothing like a funny story to start of the week.
We had just moved to the state of Minnesota. We owned a modest home, but adequate for the five of us and whichever dog we had at the time. We were making it paycheck to paycheck, but special luxuries like cream puffs weren’t really in my daily meal planning. I was grocery shopping at the local Piggly Wiggly store when my eyes were drawn to the refrigerator section of the bakery. CREAM PUFFS. The thought of Wisconsin State Fairs and the most amazing of these delicacies stirred my memory and tempted me into buying five of them. I managed to scrape enough out of the grocery budget. I could hardly wait to offer these to the family for dessert that night. I served them on a silver tray, complete with a paper doily. I could see by the reaction of my family, that everyone was excited to bite into one. We raised our cream puffs and took a huge bite. I could tell by my taste buds and the looks on the faces of my family, that this venture was a total mistake. Either the cream puffs were more than a day old, or they just didn’t taste good. I don’t know who started it, but a food fight ensued. There were cream puffs on the floor, the ceiling, the walls and faces. The dog loved it. He was the only one who did. The decadent dessert I served was a disaster, but it became one of those memories that you simply can’t forget.
Much later in my life, when I was called upon to take a pie in the face for a performance, I felt completely qualified to do so. For seven shows and numerous rehearsals, I would be covered in whipped cream as a pie landed dead center on my face. It was a scene much like the one played out in the kitchen, living room and backyard of our home. I don’t make a habit of starting food fights, but I have fond memories of those I’ve been involved in. My family has always been somewhat spontaneous. We had fun in unusual ways, but the cream puff incident stands alone. Sometimes you just have to have to be weird.
I do not recommend having food fights, unless you’re willing to clean up after them. I do recommend being weird at times. It’s good to laugh.
“There is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humor.” Charles Dickens – “A Christmas Carol”
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
There’s still a lot of art to go through before I’ve completed the task. My grandchildren will help me catalogue everything and eventually will inherit much of the work. Paul felt it would be the only legacy he could leave them. He left far more than a collection of paintings, drawings, notes and sketch books. He was a true servant of God. He loved the Lord and wanted others to know about His grace. The above pastel depicts a quiet, peaceful valley which beckons us to look further. The softness of pastel gives a feeling of comfort and a sense of unconditional love. May your day be filled with those things. Carry them forward through the new year and your life will be changed.
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 hours for the 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 –Â He took 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.
Sad, but true, most of us make resolutions to change our lives in some way or other, only to fall victim to the same bad habits within a day or two. In some ways, it’s kind of like our relationship with God. We come to Him and ask forgiveness for our sins and within a short time we’ve sinned again. Is it part of our human makeup to break our promises? Do we sincerely repent in one minute and within the next, we’re right back at it with a vengeance?
Paul, the apostle of Christ, knew this was a problem for all of us. This man, who once was a devout Jew on the warpath for all those who followed Jesus, became a follower himself. His acts of terror towards Christians were well known across the land. After spending 3 years being educated by the One he was persecuting, he knew that human behavior is coated with sin – that original sin, passed down from the time of man’s fall from God. We daily need to come to God with repentant hearts to be reminded that our sins are forgiven. God paid the ransom, yet we still need the reassurance that we’ve been made right with Him.
Like Paul, we will be plagued with guilt over past sins until we enter heaven. As hard as we try, there’s nothing we can do to personally achieve salvation. God, in His unconditional love for us, makes it possible. Maybe you’ve already broken one of your resolutions to do better this year. I don’t even bother making them anymore, because I know I won’t keep them. The first step is placing our trust in the One who paid the price for our redemption.

We start a new year with thoughts of looking forward, by setting goals for new adventures with the hope that we’ll be able to reach them. Within a few hours all of that can change. Our positive outlook for the future will be swallowed up by circumstances that we can’t control or change. Looking back at the past can lead to answers by directing us to the lessons we learned from bygone events. Living in the moment seems to be a popular point of view in today’s world, but by doing so, we also get stuck in another mucky situation. The best place to look forward is to look up to the One who created this world with His amazing grace. By doing so, we’re letting God do what He has already planned for our good.
Lately, much of my time has been spent going to doctor appointments. Over the past couple of years, I had been doing a lot of that. During those times, I observed the comings and goings of people – sick, well, hearty and sometimes close to death. On some of those occasions I would wait in the car as my husband attended to a short appointment, I witnessed an elderly couple enter the building. He was confused. Each step was deliberate, yet unsure. He stopped outside the door to look at a winter flower arrangement that seemed to call out to him. He fixed what was bothering him and she guided him on. Through that interlude I could see a couple who cared deeply for each other. One a caretaker, the other the one needing care. Patience was evident. Love and compassion were obvious.
There was a woman with pure, white hair and skin almost the same color. She didn’t look very old, but her face said that she had been through a lot. She walked with a quick step as she searched with her eyes for her car. For a moment looking lost but eventually found. A man about 6’4 with a thick beard, steadily entered the building confidently. He carried a briefcase. Maybe a doctor or salesman. A woman who had most likely endured chemotherapy, boldly entered with her head uncovered, revealing a beautifully balding head. She apparently had a positive attitude.
OK, so what’s my point? Am I becoming a voyeur in my old age? I am a people watcher and have been for a very long time. As a writer, I try to observe as much as I can about the human race. As a performer, I’ve learned that this is a great way to develop a character. We serve a purpose in this life. How we behave will have some effect on those around us. Everyone has a story. We may never discover what that story includes, but by reaching out, understanding and being compassionate, we may be able to help those individuals in some way – or they may be able to help us. Jesus was a perfect example for us to follow. He could see into the minds and hearts of individuals and know what they needed. We don’t have that ability, but we can still love, understand, have compassion for and help others, because He showed us how to do it.
When he (Jesus) saw the crowds, he had compassion for them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd.” Matthew 9:36
THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY OF GRACE – A TIME TO SHARE YOUR LOVE WITH OTHERS – A TIME TO SERVE YOU.
POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER
As we begin another year, it’s a good idea to look ahead rather than back. What’s gone is gone. What has passed is in the past. Each new day is a second chance for us. We don’t have to wait until January 1, 2027 to make changes, serve God, share His love with others, study His Word and love one another. As I reflect on the last year, I can recall moments of sadness, depression, anxious moments and fear. It was the first year I was labeled a widow. My life became somewhat shadowed and dark for a while. At times I felt lonely, even though I was surrounded by family and friends. I struggled with things I never had to worry about before. I was starting a new life – alone. The blessings were many. The tears fell like raindrops, but I eased out of that mourning fairly quick. Perhaps because my spouse had gone through so much in his last years of living. Knowing that He was face to face with God brought great comfort. Time was filled to the brim with projects, busy time and simply moving forward. I realized the mourning had been going on long before his passing. That’s why the image I chose for today is so poignant. Life is short. We never know when our last breath will be taken. Cherish those in your life with lots of hugs and snuggles. Talk to God on a daily basis. He is always there for us. Take time to say I love you to those you sincerely love. Spend time together – one on one. Press on for the final prize of eternal life. Life on earth is but a whisper. Eternity lasts forever. HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Opening up a new year like a gift from one now passed.
Searching for solutions for mistakes that have been cast.
Trying hard to change the errors we have skewed.
Looking up with hope again. Our lives will be renewed.
We try – we fail – we try again to reach our simple goals,
But there is nothing we can do to wash our blemished souls.
There is but one clear answer to the darkness here inside.
Just look to Jesus, God’s own Son who for our sins has died.
He came to live among us – to feel the hurt we know.
He left His throne in heaven to dwell on earth below.
He died, but then He rose again to prove He conquered death.
He never leaves our aching hearts. He’s in our every breath.
Thank you, Jesus, for another year and for your gift of life everlasting. Help me to use that gift to show others the kind of love that only you can give. Amen!
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.

“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!
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
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.

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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