NATIONAL HUG YOUR BOSS DAY . . .

Posted on September 14, 2026 by atimetoshare.me

Actually, Hug Your Boss Day was yesterday but I’m celebrating it today. In my estimation, hugs have become a thing of the past. With thoughts of sexual harassment at bay, along with those who simply don’t want to be touched, the concept of hugging has diminished in our society. I’m a big fan of hugging.  In fact, I heard somewhere that hugs are under rated and that we need them more than we think we do.  That same source told me that an average of four hugs a day are necessary to keep us thinking positive thoughts and feeling good about ourselves. Unfortunately, in the last fifty years or so, hugging appears to be offensive.

I’m retired, so who do I hug?  I hug my family, I hug my friends, I hug those who are hurting, I used to hug my dog. Since I don’t really have a boss anymore, I might even hug myself. There is a whole world out there in need of a good solid bear hug. I’m not suggesting hugging strangers. You might be arrested for assault. Although a retired person might benefit from being thrown in jail. I mean no house payment, no insurance, no groceries, no gas for a car you can’t drive. Get my drift?

Some folks are afraid to express their emotions. Some have grown up in a hugging family and it comes naturally. Hugs can turn into something much more than positive affirmation – especially if you’re in the public eye.  The press loves stuff like that.  Maybe all the media really needs is a really good hug. If politicians did so instead of beating each other up on every issue that comes before them, they might get a lot more done. 

With all the abuse in our churches and schools, we must first ask before we can hug.  How sad is that?  Corruption, lies, hearsay, scandal, bad press and darkness could rise to the surface when we care about someone enough to give them a hug. In today’s world, you must ask someone if you may hug them before you do. With all the surfacing abuse in the schools, churches, workplace, etc., I understand the reasoning, but isn’t it sad that it has come to this?

I don’t know about you, but I will hug someone spontaneously.  I will show another, with that simple act of encouragement, that they are important to me and others.  We need to stop being so uptight about things.  Some of my best memories include hugs.  Go hug your boss today.  See what happens.  You might get a raise, or you might get fired, but you’ll never know if you don’t do it.

HAPPY HUG YOUR BOSS DAY!

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY!

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SUNDAY PRAYER . . .

Posted on September 13, 2026 by atimetoshare.me

ART& INSPIRATION FROM PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

Paul always had a sketchbook handy, especially when he was on a walk in the woods or driving through a wildlife refuge. His love of God’s creation spoke loudly through his art. To him, this was just another piece of reference. To me, it was finished work of art.

Dear, Heavenly Father,

You have safely brought me through another week. You’ve walked with me each second of every day, even though I tend to go my own way.  You love me with an unconditional love that I cannot begin to understand, but know I would be overcome with depression, feelings of loss, grief and every day living if you were not with me.  You lift me up when I am faint. You determine my comings and goings.  You give me courage when I think I can’t muster even an ounce of it.

Thank you for all the wonderful blessings you have given to me. Thank you for the lessons I’ve learned from my mistakes.   I feel your presence all the time – even when the aches and pains of my body make me more and more aware of my mortality.  You are there to support when I am faint.  You give me breath when I feel there is none.  You watch over me with love and the parental concern of a loving Father.  I am not worthy of such great love, yet through your Son, I know that you have freely given it.

I praise you for caring for each member of my family – for the sunshine and the rain – for the constant reassurance of your voice through the Bible – for the change of seasons – for friends who face life’s challenges and pain.  I pray for our country – for a revival towards you once more – a change of hardened hearts – a willingness to love instead of hate.

I beg you to be with us as we prepare for another week and no matter what comes our way, give us the strength to handle it, for you have a plan for all of us.

AMEN!

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY!

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LIFT ME UP . . .

Posted on September 12, 2026 by atimetoshare.me

ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

This pastel painting of Paul’s gives such a feeling of peace and comfort. A quiet place, with a softness that gives the soul relief. A place to talk with God.

Life can be but a mere whisper or it can be a consuming fire.
The way we approach it will define who we are and where we’re going.
If we go through life without any focus,
If we don’t set goals or make wise decisions,
If we try to accomplish anything alone,

We are bound to stumble.


If we use each moment with purpose,
If we wake each day knowing that Jesus is our partner,
If we light the world with our enthusiasm,
We will turn that fire into a raging blaze.
Our spirit will soar on wings of eagles.

We will succeed in ways we never imagined.

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HOLD ME CLOSE, LORD . . .

Posted on September 12, 2026 by atimetoshare.me
Visitor embracing an older woman in a hospital bed

“The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be.”  Anne Frank

Anne Frank’s quote invites us to find a quiet place to be alone with the heavens, nature and God. When fear strikes or troubles take you to a dark place, you are never really alone. Jesus has promised to be with us through this life and in eternity. We do not need to be afraid.

“Don’t be afraid,” is a common phrase used in the Bible. When angels came to the shepherds on that first Christmas, the words carried amazement, joy, fear and a whole gamut of emotions. I’m not sure how many times this phrase is actually used in God’s Word, but it seems to me that He knows the plans He has already established for us. He is aware of every difficulty we might face in our future. Because of that, He tells us to be still; not to worry; that He is in control. Even with that truth, it’s hard for us not to be afraid.

We hang on to the idea that we can handle our fears and anxiety.  We put extra pressure on ourselves every time we think that way.  We succumb to our weakness and fall.  That’s when the real anxiety begins.  We feel like a failure.  The truth is that we can’t do this alone.  We ARE afraid and we need someone to help us. Someone to hold us. To feel the strength of that person’s arms. To feel safe.

God’s love for us is never ending. Time with Him is well spent.  He can carry any problem that comes to us.  He will lead us through all difficulty, even when we resist Him.  He answers our prayers for deliverance and guides us according to His perfect plan. Even when we are old and gray, we can feel safety, peace, comfort and love in the arms of Jesus.

PRAISE GOD FOR GIVING US THE VICTORY OVER DEATH – THANK YOU, FATHER GOD, FOR GIVING US YOUR SON. HE TAKES AWAY ALL OUR SORROW, GRIEF, FEAR AND ANXIOUS MOMENTS.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY!

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UP FROM THE ASHES . . .

Posted on September 11, 2026 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

The sky looks like it’s on fire. Imagine what it looked like on 9/11/2001. This painting by Paul exhibits the terror of that day. Out of the ashes, new life sprang. Like a Phoenix rising. A new fervor for our country was incited with the terror that would bring back a patriotism that was much needed. Today, we look back on this event and wonder why that fervor so quickly dissolved. The poetry was written shortly after the terrorist attack.

Hidden in the ashes, trampled by the steel,

Lay the sons and daughters of the 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.

Each battle not forgotten. They’re burnt into our souls.

We put our faith in God’s eternal care.

We trust in His salvation, we know he mends the holes.

That comes 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.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY!

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A CITY UNDER SIEGE . . .

Posted on September 11, 2026 by atimetoshare.me

After 9/11. every American had a sense of fear as part of their very being. In a way the terrorists had been successful because the peace we knew in this country was now disrupted and corrupted. For many months after, we were afraid that something like this might happen again. But out of the dust of the broken buildings and broken hearts, came something that has always been a part of the American spirit; a renewed courage and unity that represents all that is good in the United States.

What happened to that spirit in such a short span of time? We were united in our zeal – ready to fight the fight – eager to respond – angry, vengeful and dressed in the armor to defend the land that had so fiercely been invaded by terrorists. Years of war have left us numb. What we hoped to accomplish – wasn’t. The enemy wasn’t ready to give up and still prowls the earth. After all these years, he has crossed our borders, infiltrated our infrastructure and put a giant chasm between us. The once United States became selfish. Violence erupted over and over again. School shootings were becoming the norm. Lack of concern for life became apparent. Kindness took a backseat to ego, and we retreated into our own little safe places. During those twenty years, the economy again became strong, and an “anything goes” mantra filled the air. Kids were rewarded for participating – not excelling. More and more gangs formed in the streets. Police integrity was called into question and often ignored. We became a nation of protestors – unsatisfied with just about everything. It became politically correct to disagree with anyone who did not agree with you. Then came COVID19 and caused people to cocoon even more. Fear, dissent, hatred, anger, hopelessness all resulted, leaving us with a fractured and divided nation.

In my opinion, it’s vital that we remember our history and learn from it. The ugliness of humanity was experienced on 9.11.2001. The power of unity and working together for the better of the whole rather than the individual seems to have faded over time. I pray that God will renew our love of country. A love that glorifies Him. We are mere mortals. Death is imminent, but God has promised us eternal life. May that confidence live in our hearts so that we can make a difference in this world. 

Isaiah 41:10 "So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand."

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ON 09/10/2001 – WHO KNEW . . .

Posted on September 10, 2026 by atimetoshare.me
Aerial view of Lower Manhattan with the Twin Towers, Empire State Building, and harbor

For Throwback Thursday, I am reposting this piece, written three years ago. 25 years have passed since the terrorist attack of 09/11/2001. We must never forget what happened within the skies, in the streets, in the buildings and the hearts of those left to mourn. It was a horrific day. One that will live on in our memories.

Twenty-five years ago, was the height of the hurricane season. Hurricane Erin developed from a tropical wave on September 1st, threatening to land in Bermuda. The airports there were shut down and flights from there were delayed. This was the longest-lived hurricane of the 2001 season. I wonder how this might have affected the incident that occurred on the next day at the World Trade Center in New York City. Instead, the hurricane shifted and moved to the northeast and turned into an extratropical storm. There was no resulting damage to property. September 11 would be a beautiful day, with clear blue skies and on time flights. The next day would be clouded with smoke from two burning skyscrapers.

On the 10th of September 2001, the armed forces in the United States were considered to be peacetime military. The next day, war was declared on terrorism. Broadway was showing “Les Miserables.” George W. Bush had a 55% approval rating after only 7 months in office. On the evening of the 10th, he was enjoying a leisurely dinner with his brother Jeb in Florida. It would mark the end of such days in just a few hours. 2,977 people went about their business in a carefree manner, without much thought about what would happen the next day. They would become part of a list of statistics that no one wanted to read. The congress was in a state of division – much like today. The next day, we were no longer a nation divided. We were all Americans. Flags were purchased and flown in honor of our nation. A few days later they would all have been sold out. Patriotic songs were sung in churches all over America.

It was probably a day like any other, for most of us. When we woke the next morning and turned on the news, we were stunned by what was happening in New York. We felt violated as a nation, vulnerable, unsafe, fearful. Twenty-five years have passed since that fateful day. Today we are once again a nation divided. Crime is running rampant. Technology is pretty much in control of everything. Focus is on gender identity, Artificial Intelligence and climate change. Violence is the fare of the day, and morality is in the sewer. We are not currently in a war. Law enforcement is undergoing great changes. We have just come off of a three-year period of isolation. We rarely communicate the way we should. Our words are often mis-interpreted. Our churches are suffering for membership. There is lack of patriotism in our country. Kids are afraid of going to school for fear of mass shootings. Did we learn anything from the past?

One thing I know for sure is that God never changes. He will be the same as He was at the beginning of time throughout eternity. We can count on Him. We should count on Him. He is the only One we can count on.

2 Chronicles 7:14 KJV “ If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.”

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SIT WITH ME A WHILE, LORD . . .

Posted on September 10, 2026 by atimetoshare.me
Two women holding hands on a bench overlooking a river valley

POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER

My daughter, Amy, is still in the hospital. She is getting better but will have an additional procedure today to stabilize her. Prayers are appreciated for her complete recovery.

Days of longest waiting make me yearn for your advice,

Your patience is enduring and your wisdom so concise.

I turn to you again today to heal those who are ill,

I pray for instant answers, yet you tell me to be still.

The tests we face are difficult, but known so well by you,

When you arrived upon this earth, you knew what you would do.

You faced much harder struggles, both in poverty and shame,

You felt the pain of all the world. you took on all the blame.

When you rose to your heavenly home, all the work was done,

With you, all things are possible. Like the rising of the sun.

Today the prayers of many friends and even those unknown,

Will come to you with their requests. We never are alone.

So, please sit here beside me now as best friends often do,

I know that you will listen, Lord, my faith is strong in you.

The sickness that weakens patience, will never be in vain.

Your love so unconditional will take away the pain.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY!

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WALK WITH ME, LORD . . .

Posted on September 9, 2026 by atimetoshare.me
Two travelers walking arm in arm along a stormy coastal path

Walk with me, Lord, Jesus. Hold your hand in mine.

Protect the ones who love you, and your truth divine.

Help me through the tough times, give me peace of mind,

Clear malicious thoughts I have. Your faithfulness to find.

The days goes by with hopefulness and then a brick drops in,

I know that you are with me, but I still am bound by sin.

I walk the walk and write the words, but trials still exist,

I know that I should trust in you, I continue to resist.

You’ve promised me your freedom. You’ve given me a choice.

I know that you can hear me when I send to you my voice.

Hold those that I most cherish here within your loving arms.

And give them peace through all they do, whenever fear alarms.

When life seems so impossible we tend to turn away.

Instead, I turn to your pure love to be their one mainstay.

With you all things are possible, according to your will.

Increase our faith – recovery – and help my heart be still.

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PICKING UP THE PIECES . . .

Posted on September 9, 2026 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

This painting is filled with so much activity and chaos. Our lives are often that way. Out of control and full of clutter. Paul often told a story with his paintings. In this one, we see is a collection of junk which will soon be purchased to restore and turn into a useable treasure. The building is located in one of our northern suburbs – The Round Barn has been converted into a boutique of sorts with many antiques which have been resurrected into something new and filled with beauty. Jesus came to earth to live among us – a population of sinners in need of rebuilding. He gave His life so that our sin would be removed. His unconditional love revives us without expectation of repayment. Sounds too easy, doesn’t it? All God expects in return is our respect, honor, praise, thanksgiving and obedience. Our works mean nothing. That doesn’t mean we have a free pass. Jesus gave us one final commandment before He rose from the dead. Love one another.

A rusted pail, a broken wheel within a vacant field,

A house that once was filled with love, the hands of time has stilled,

These remnants of those days gone by, where bounty once did stand,

Show lives wrapped up in simple things as meaningless as sand,

To let them go is difficult, but go they simply must,

These worldly things are useless if in them we put our trust,

The only constant in our life, is Jesus, Christ our Lord,

We find our peace in knowing Him and basking in His Word,

Our God will give the things we need when in that hope we trust,

But faith is vital to our hope, and talk to Him we must,

Our God knows just what’s right for us, He’ll never let us down,

Just open up your heart in prayer and you’ll receive a crown,

Those remnants all have gone away and new life will begin,

When we let go and heed His voice, new life begins with Him.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY!

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PASSIVE COUCH POTATO . .

Posted on September 8, 2026 by atimetoshare.me

Passivity is a term best described as being a couch potato. Lately I’ve found myself going to the couch more often than I’ve ever done. Binging has almost become a way of life. It’s really frustrating when your life has always been filled with things to do and work that has a deadline. I know it’s important to take time to relax, but that has always been a problem for me. I used to watch shows like Midsommer Murders, Agatha Christie, Sherlock Holmes – anything with a mystery/detective twist. My husband would tease me saying I was looking for ways to do him in. I’m not really sure why those types of shows intrigue me. My preferences lately are on the Brit Box channel. I subscribed recently and have watched many different series. Does than make me a murder/mystery/detective show junkie?

I don’t think it’s because I would rather work than enjoy life. I just grew up feeling that I had to be doing something all the time. Setting goals and striving to achieve them was ingrained in my brain. I guess you’d call it a good work ethic. Now that I’m getting older, my body is telling me what everyone else has been saying for years. “Take it easy!” Yesterday I decided that this was enough. Donning my garden gloves, I waddled out to my garden. The weeds have taken over. The dry, hot weather has caused most of the good things into drooping, sagging, lifeless images. I tried to revive them with water. I removed most of the dead leaves. I still have much more to do. Oh, oh, I may have awakened a frightful gardening monster.

Last night it finally rained. This morning the ground is saturated with natural water. Things are greening up, just in time for our next season. Today will have to be an inside day. I could dig into some closet sorting or deep cleaning. Nah! I think I’ll just go to the couch. I pray that I never grow lazy and that my work is never in vain, and I ask God to allow me to rest in Him, since He is the source of all peace.

“My soul finds rest in God alone; my salvation comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress; I will never be shaken.” Psalm 62:1-2

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY!

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THE FRUITS OF OUR LABOR . . .

Posted on September 7, 2026 by atimetoshare.me

When we think of Labor Day, we tend to look at it as an American holiday. Actually, it was first instituted by Canada after many labor disputes over 12-hour workdays. Like our neighbors to the north, the U.S. quickly followed suit and Labor Day was designated as a day to honor all the workers who helped to make our country into what it is. It’s hard to imagine working for 12 hours each day – especially in jobs that require you to be awake and alert. For example, if you were a laborer in the steel industry and fell asleep at the job it could mean the difference between life and death. At the turn of the 19th century, the leaders of industry were interested in building this new nation with all of its natural resources. The physical resources of everyday men and women provided the necessary grit and stamina to bring those ideas to fruition.

I officially retired when I was 75. After a year, I discovered that something was wrong. I no longer had a routine. No more getting up at 6 AM. I could sleep until noon if I wanted to. No more scripts to write. No more, the loud sound of young voices. The reality of being without that part of my life, made me realize how important it was for me. After a year, I returned to my love of theatre and got involved in a local performing arts company. Here I am at 84 years old and I still wake most mornings at 6 AM. I try to maintain some structure, but age has limited me. When I’m not busy, I often feel unnecessary. God is still blessing me with things to do.

Work is not a curse, as many think. God didn’t punish mankind for his disobedience with work – even though many believe their jobs to be unrewarding and mundane. He gave us the ability to share ideas, to dig into a project, solve problems, be part of a team, to give us a purpose in our living. When the first human beings disobeyed God, work became difficult. (Genesis 3:1.) Labor was designed by God at the time of creation. The fall into sin caused work to be done by the sweat of the brow. Today as you celebrate this holiday, thank God for work. Through it, you have a reason for getting up each day.

Dear, Heavenly Father, thank you for the gift of labor. Without the ability to work, we are losing out on so much. Our hands were not meant to be idle. Our ideas should be put into action. Our purpose in serving you, should be witnessed through our labors. Help us to remember that work results in action. Action gives us purpose. All things in your creation are good and the fruits of our laboring are a testament to that. In Jesus name, I praise, thank and honor you. Amen!

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY!

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ROCK SOLID . . .

Posted on September 6, 2026 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

I often wonder how all the cries of God’s people can be deciphered and put into action. So many prayers go out to God each day. So many concerns, hopes, dreams, anxious moments are prayed in earnest with the promise that those prayers will be answered. It’s impossible for the human mind to understand. Yet, we pray. Sometimes more than others. This is our open line of communication with our Almighty Creator. I know the power of corporate prayer, and I thank everyone who has prayed for my Amy this week. Her surgery was successful, but she faces the recovery with some obstacles. Those obstacles have been addressed, and it looks like she will soon be going home. We are all included in God’s unconditional love. Without Him, there would be no hope. The solid rock upon which we can rely, will never leave us. He hears our prayers and acts upon them in His own timing.

Within the mountain’s early dawn, His majesty is seen,

The skies fill up with brilliance, and glorious golden sheen,

His breath is seen in morning mist, voice heard through eagles’ song,

His power displays in sunlit rays, He shines the whole day long,

His love for us is unspoken, but seen in every rock,

He leads us like a shepherd protects his wandering flock,

I am so weak and fragile, like many a stubborn sheep,

My trust oft wanes, my fears o’er take, I toss through dream filled sleep,

My tears won’t stop, my faith grows weak, I stumble all the way,

But He’s right there, surrounding me, protecting me each day,

I’ll never grow to understand His unconditional love,

But thank Him that He grants it from His throne high up above,

My God, you are my fortress, my strength when I am weak,

You carry me through deserts, you lead me when you speak,

Through pastures green and waters clean, fulfilling every need,

You fill my heart with gratitude; my soul your Word does feed.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY!

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SEASON OF COLORS . . . .

Posted on September 5, 2026 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

On these early days of autumn, our thoughts may turn to the impending winter months.  This year has been unusually hot. We’re at the end of a very dry season in Minnesota. All too soon, the temperatures will begin to fall. In the meantime, we tend to look forward to the subtle changes that normally start about this time. We never seem to be satisfied with what we have in the moment. There’s so much to be grateful for in my part of the country. Even though our state has been under major scrutiny for the past months, there is so much to be thankful for in a place that goes magically through the year with four disinct seasons. This painting of Paul’s shows a pelican in a wildlife refuge, taking a last dip in tepid water. Soon it will spread its gigantic wings and soar to another location. Great migrations will fill the cerulean, blue skies as flocks make their way to more suitable climates. Most animals are filling their bellies – hopefully with enough to survive the winter months ahead. Through all the changes, God is there to provide sustenance, to protect from the elements, to guide them to safety, just as He watches over each of us consistently every minute of every day.

In the heart of the forest, what is it you see,
The death of the bush or the loss of a tree,
They die for a while, and rise up again,
Spring pushes each bud, giving life deep within.

Our days undefiled and sins now washed clean,
The pure life of Jesus, will help us convene,
The darkness of winter can leave deep remorse,
We wander away and relinquish our course.

The coldest of days will be warmed through the night,
Our Savior will comfort and holds each one tight,
He won’t let us go, if we trust in His Word,
Our souls are renewed and our steps undeterred.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY!

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METAMORPHOUS . . .

Posted on September 4, 2026 by atimetoshare.me

ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

It’s the end of summer and school days have already resumed for some. Many memories have been made as we look back at family vacations, graduations, weddings, picnics, camping and good times. When we recently traveled to S. Carolina to visit my Amy and her husband for a week, we had the pleasure of taking a ride to one of the mountains. As we drove through the lush, green landscape, we came upon a continuous sight of what appeared to be humongous cocoons. In Minnesota, our cocoons are much smaller and certainly not as visible. In doing some quick research, we discovered that these were protective silk cases spun by moths. They’re a sort of communal sack filled with lots of moth larvae. It got me to thinking what it might look like when all those caterpillars emerge from the safety net as moths. Can you imagine it? A whole slew of moths coming to life all at once. The sacks were actually quite creepy looking, but what was to come would be amazing.

We’re about to transfer into a new season filled with amazing colors and changes within nature. As we enter each season of life, there will also be many alterations to our bodies and mind. The natural process of life is that we are born, we live and then we die. The true process includes a rebirth – a resurrection that will carry us to paradise. Enjoy each season to the max. God assures of us greater things to come.

Trees turn into blazing colors; leaves weave tightly on the ground.
Tapestry of gold and crimson, clearing way for sight and sound,
Soon the barren trees stand empty, lifeless, worn and spent of life,
Skeletal they stand before us, facing winter’s call through strife,

Branches reach to touch the heavens, empty now yet full of hope,
They’ll return in springtime glory, with persistence in their scope,
Life is merely a transition, it returns to life again,
When we trust the Great Physician, broken hearts and souls will mend.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER SEASON!

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SCREAM . . .

Posted on September 3, 2026 by atimetoshare.me

This piece of art by Edward Munch, called “The Scream,” is a familiar image of what it’s like going through times of anxiety and depression. There are so many things that cause us to be afraid and anxious.  It could be a health issue.  It might be a family problem, or work is causing you to stress out.  We like to be in charge of our lives, but there are times when our minds are so heavily loaded with confusion, that we just want to scream. We often forget that there is an easy solution to all our fears and concerns.  We try every avenue to fix things, but we forget that God is in charge.  He is the only One we should turn to in times like this.

As we age, every little thing can cause us to fall into depression.  However, after years of living within this body, I’ve learned that there is absolutely nothing I can do to control what happens to it.  Sure, I can learn to eat right, get some exercise, have a positive attitude, but the healing of body and soul truly comes from God Himself. He’s the One with the original blueprint – the One who created me – the One who is with me forever. Our prayer list becomes longer as we grow older, yet there are so many prayers lately for little ones too.  Whenever our children (no matter what their age,) are sick, we feel helpless.  We’re so concerned for their welfare, that we forget that they are God’s children too and He will see them through these interruptions in life.

Prayers for healing extend to the state of our nation as well.  We’ve gotten ourselves so mixed up over time. We place our value on what we accomplish, how we look and what we possess. We forget that life doesn’t revolve around us.  We’re merely part of the larger picture. Politics has turned into a circus consisting of those vying for first place.  All the stops have been pulled, allowing this upside-down world to wonder what the truth is.

We’re at a point in time where we can make a difference in things of this world. We can pray. We can become active in our beliefs. We can show others that God knows our grief and pain and will get us through. We can vote. We can speak for those who cannot speak for themselves. We can tell others that Jesus is the only way to heaven. His sorrows and suffering were like none other. He died, knowing that it was the only solution for saving mankind from their sin. He showed us how to live. He gave us a plan for our own living through the words of the Bible. With Him, we will still have troubles, but we have someone who can give us hope when it seems there is none.

Dear Holy. Triune, God, I come to you today with all the weight of my anxious moments. The fears and depressing thoughts are too much for me to bear by myself. Please, please reinforce my faith and help me to place my trust in You, Your Son and the Holy Spirit. You have promised to cover me with your wings. I pray also for those who are suffering, recovering, living in fear and feeling hopeless to call on you in every time of trouble. In Jesus name I pray.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY!

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WHO ARE THE REAL HEROES?

Posted on September 2, 2026 by atimetoshare.me
Two people walk along a winding road past a chapel at sunset

Every day heroes are those who think of others rather than themselves. They are the moms and dads who make sure their children have a better life than they did. They are teachers who devote their lives to helping young minds grow and learn. Husbands that love their wives even when they grow old, and the wives who share in the good as well as bad times.  Every job has a purpose. The average men, women and children are heroes when they put others first. God gave us the gift of labor so we could help each other.

Our country was founded on hard work and determination.  People of all nationalities cut down trees, blistered their hands, wore out their backs and knees and didn’t think twice about it. They did it to build a nation for every race without the help of technology and heavy-duty equipment. Many lives were lost in the process.

Today we sit within the comfort of our homes with fenced in yards.  Many don’t even know their neighbors, much less are they willing to help them.   Often, we don’t ask for help, because of pride or becoming reliant on others to do things we should be able to do — particularly those who are the most vulnerable.

Every day heroes can also be those who get out of bed each day and aren’t afraid to claim the Good News of the Bible.  Some travel to foreign lands and face persecution for it. A true hero doesn’t think about how good he’s going to be perceived for his deeds; he does them because God is working through him. As we celebrate Labor Day, let’s not forget where we came from. Our roots will determine the kind of future is ahead. If we are rooted in God – the Father, Son & Holy Spirit – we are assured of a good outcome.

Dear Heavenly Father, Help us all to be heroes for you, dear Lord.  Through your Son, we have received the greatest example of how to approach our daily tasks.  His servant attitude made him the greatest hero of all time.  Amen!.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY!

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ANOTHER PAGE TURNS . . .

Posted on September 1, 2026 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

And all of a sudden, it’s September – one of my favorite months of the year for a number of reasons. The watercolor by Paul is a reminder that this is a month of change. Not only in the landscape but in my memories. I remember how much we both loved autumn. The amazing paint brush of God is at its best. Touching trees with new and vivid tones. Freshening up the air. Enjoying the harvest of summer. All those things are factors of this season. It was the month we were married. It would be 62 years this year. As we crunch through the fallen leaves and breathe in the fresh air, let’s never forget those in our lives who make each one special. Memories created at this time of year are great blessings.

The sands of time embraced me and I suddenly was old,

My heart still longs for paradise, along the winding road,

It will be like nothing I’ve ever experienced in this lifetime,

It will take my breath away,

Yet I my lungs will be filled with fresh air,

There will be no tears,

No pain,

No anxiety,

No fear,

No temptation,

No want,

Only perfection,

The weathered and leathered skin will again be supple and firm,

The aching joints will regain their strength and last forever,

The brittle bones will be replaced with new,

My memory will return,

My mind will be clear,

Any disease that has infected my body will be eliminated,

I will appear guiltless before my Judge,

What an awe-inspiring adventure awaits me!

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY!

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FINDING PEACE . . .

Posted on August 31, 2026 by atimetoshare.me

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

Where is that peaceful, quiet place that you are longing for,

Is it in empty moments while waiting to do more,

Will you find peace and contentment among the birds that sing,

Or does is come in simpler ways, like watching them take wing,

God comes to us in many ways and most times when we’re still,

Just listen and you’ll hear His voice, through you He does His will,

He whispers when we are troubled, he soothes when we’re in pain,

You’ll see Him in His creation, His voice is clear and plain.

He’s in the heat of summertime, and when the leaves do fall,

When it’s cold and dark in winter, you’ll hear His personal call.

When spring’s refreshing waters wash most everything in sight,

You’ll hear His voice assure you of His overpowering might,

Within our busiest moments, we fold under the pressure,

He opens up His altar and He shares His greatest treasure,

Each moment He’s available to answer every prayer,

Just open up your heart to Him and He will be right there.

Dear Heavenly Father, peace is a word we rarely use in this world. The kind of peace that only you can give has been buried in the depths of people’s hearts. True peace comes from knowing that there is nothing we can do to control what happens in our lives. You are still in charge. I trust in your unchanging, constant, omniscient wisdom to carry us through each day and bring peace to all in need of it. I know you’ve got this. Amen!

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR ANOTHER DAY!

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Posted on August 30, 2026 by atimetoshare.me

If the salary was the same, what job would you be doing right now and why?

I’d ask for a raise.

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