WAIT A LITTLE LONGER

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

Gliding through the morning waters, watching as the sun breaks through,

All alone as diamonds glisten, dancing in the shining dew,

Slicing through the still clear water, searching for the perfect place,

Never hearing sounds that haunt you, feel the wind upon your face.

Leaving all your cares behind you, stealing just a little time,

Grabbing comfort where you find it, searching out a place sublime,

When your life is complicated, faltering you soon will drown,

When you’re  base is God’s foundation, you will surely come around.

When you glide through roughest waters, leaving caution to the wind,

Caring not for intervention, even when your heart has sinned,

That’s the time to trust in Jesus,  He will never let you fall,

He’s the rock of your salvation,  He has born the sins of all.

God will captain your adventure, He is with you all the way,

Even in your recreation, He’ll be with you as you play,

Life’s too short to drift and flounder, take some time to contemplate,

Get away from all the pressure, bait your line then sit and wait.art &

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AN ACT OF RANDOM KINDNESS – ARK

The movie, “Evan, Almighty,” featuring Morgan Freeman as God had one line that stuck with me. At the end, Evan who is a modern day Noah, learns the valuable lesson that what it takes to change the world is an act of random kindness. This clever sentence sums up how transformation begins. From the lowly caterpillar that emerges from his cocoon to the transforming of ideals, philosophies and basic principles of a country should take note of that very thought. Think of it. If everyone did just one act of human kindness – not because they were required to, but because they wanted to – there would be a huge metamorphous to the world as we know it today.

When sin disfigured life as God had planned it, there was nothing He could do but destroy it and start over. We all know the story of Noah and the Ark. It’s really more than a fable, since almost every culture today has a worldwide flood story in their history. A handful of survivors would come through the flood and live to repopulate the world – to transform it. We all know what happened when man was left to his own devices. Transformation requires action. God makes it happen, but we are left to care for it. It’s up to us to make a difference for future generations.

We’re reminded of the fragility of life and the lack of respect for it when a senseless act of evil unfolds. If we let the events that occur in the world get us down, we’ll lose the biggest battle we ever have to face as human beings. The desire to do things our own way, will definitely get in the way of God’s plans.

The ideal world would be filled with a population that loved God and obeyed His law. The perfect place would be one where people cared about each other more than they care about themselves. Paradise was once lost, but we have the hope of perfection in eternity. In the meantime, it’s up to us to make our time on earth worth living. We can only do that with the help of our Creator. He who formed the sea and all its inhabitants- who carved through granite mountains and made streams trickle down to water the earth – who created life itself – He is the only One we can turn to in times like these.

One act of random kindness can and will make a difference. The first step is to set yourself in the background and reach out to someone else. It won’t happen on its own. God will bless those acts and He will transform our world, but it won’t happen unless we take the first step.

Dear God, keep us steadfast in your Word, so that we can walk this earthly walk with confidence. Even when things seems so out of control, remind us of your enduring love and presence. We must hang on to the only truth that gives us hope. Clinging to the things of this world won’t deliver peace in the end. None of our earthly possessions will go with us when we die. Lord, life is fleeting. You remain the same day by day. Amen!!

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LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL

ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

The heavy mist of morning fog, can cloud our thinking and our hope,

The things that lie before us now, are lost from vision and our scope,

We try so hard to fix it all, then realize we are too small,

We must rely on someone else.  Who can we trust, who can we call,

The Lord of Light will show the way, He hears our pleas when we just pray,

Don’t hesitate to call His name, He gives us strength to guide our way.

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ABIDE WITH ME

Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away.
Change and decay in all around I see.
O thou who changest not, abide with me.

Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes.
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heaven’s morning breaks and earth’s vain shadows flee;
in life, in death, O Lord, abide with me. 

Verses 2 & 5 of “Abide with Me,” from Lutheran Hymnary

In a world that’s constantly changing, in flux, transforming or redesigning itself, isn’t it good to know that we have a God that never changes? This week I’ve been talking about change – which seems to be in the news again. We need change to progress – to get better – to straighten out the kinks and clear the garbage out of the way. We must be open to change for the better of our communities, our churches, our homes. We must be willing to make change when we see improprieties in legalities which seem immovable.

This week in MInneapolis, we’ve again seen an act of violence carried out by a police officer as another police officer is on trial for a similar crime. Those who have sworn to uphold the law are facing charges of defying that very law. I will make no statement regarding my feelings about either of these events – for when I do, I’m often misinterpreted. What I will say is that there comes a time when change is necessary for the good of the whole of civilization. It will not be accomplished through more violence. It will not be won through looting or burning down businesses that are just beginning to recover from a pandemic and remnants of rebuilding from the violence of last year. It will not be determined by politicians who want to be re-elected. We’re often told that this is the only way that the voices can be heard. Even then, the voices are muffled by unhearing ears on both sides of the fence.

There is a way in which understanding can be achieved. The laws of our country were set up for the purpose of protecting all people from harm, danger, death, and loss. This includes people of all colors. It was also established as a way of creating order out of a chaotic system of lawlessness, which began a long time ago when our country was just a new nation. It was a time when people were afraid to walk the streets for fear of being shot at or mugged. Sound familiar?

We’ve spent the last year living in isolation from each other. In that year, we are still experiencing laws being broken. We’re under daily curfews. We still see inhumanity and injustice. We still hear the loud voices of discontent, but those voices often close their own ears from listening to the other side.

For those of us who have hope in God’s promise for eternity, we know there is a light at the end of the tunnel. We know that a better place lies beyond this. Too bad we have to die to experience that. But we don’t have to wait. We have a God who is consistent. He never will change and we can count on that. Today, make the world better by having real conversations with your fellow man. Conversation is not all about talking. It’s also about listening. Everyone tends to say things without thinking when they feel abused, wronged or angry. Take a breath. Look at the entire picture and then come together and debate the issues sensibly. When we take God into that conversation, we are opening doors that we never even knew existed. We must trust in His almighty wisdom, for He is the One we’re all accountable to.

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GOD IS IN CONTROL

ORIGINAL ART & INSPIRATION BY KATHY BOECHER©

Our lives are like a thin, frayed thread,

Our thoughts are filled with fear and dread,

The tines of life like wildfire spread,

We even wish that we were dead,

He never will let go.

Yet God would not release His hold,

He held us tightly in the fold,

To teach us to be strong and bold,

He never let His love grow cold,

He never will let go.

His roots run deep, His hold is strong,

He keeps us where we now belong,

He turns us right when we do wrong,

His Word is like a lovely song,

He never will let go.

He pulls us out of danger’s way,

He gives us light in each dark day,

He leads us back when we would stray,

He even teaches us to pray,

God never will let go.

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BEING EXCLUSIVE SHOULD BE INCLUSIVE

Being a Christian is not being part of an exclusive group of people who have received favor from God. Jesus tells us that His kingdom is in heaven, but His mission on earth was to redeem those who were lostTOn sin. That, to me, indicates that He came to save everyone. He ministered to all people, from various walks of life as well as those who others considered to be “low-lifes.” Why can’t we be more like He was? Well, for one thing, He’s God and we aren’t. However, His life is to be an example for us to follow. Still, everyday we see injustice, unfair treatment, bizarre behavior, immorality, hate, bigotry and on and on. We’ve forgotten how to talk to each other as well as how to listen to one another. In our exclusiveness, we’ve turned people away from Christ’s everlasting message, rather than bringing the good news to their attention.

We’ve all had experiences where we place our trust in a close knit group of people. For some it’s a group we share coffee and conversation with. For some it can mean being part of a clique or gang that makes you feel important. In the world of business, your success is a measure of your worth. In regard to your popularity, it can be your sense of humor, your zest for life, your ability to manage more than the average person that gets attention. There is even a sort of hierarchy in the church that poses that same works oriented value on people, In God’s eyes, we’re all the same. Even though we don’t deserve to be in His inner circle, every human life has the same opportunity to be part of it.

Have you ever heard Jesus differentiate among people? He definitely criticized what was happening with the leadership of the church, because it was going against God’s Word. He associated with all kinds of people, from the very rich to those who had lived in poverty throughout their existence. He conversed with prostitutes, tax collectors, lepers, princes, soldiers – people from every walk of life. His mission was not to save one exclusive group over another. He came to save all of humanity.

That is the good news we all need to hear right now. Our hearts are breaking in so many ways, but God loves us so much that He gave His life for us. He then overcame death and resurrected as a foreshadowing of what we will experience in the end. In order to come together again, we must be willing to talk and to listen. Those key elements to problem solving have been underused for a long time. Instead we often feel our voice is the only one worth mentioning. Instead we should be following the commandment that Jesus gave us.

“A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another: just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another.” John 13:34 ESV

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FIRE & BLOOD IN THE STREETS

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

This is a rerun of a post written on 5/29/2010 during another time of protest and injustice.

Pools of crimson stain the streets.

People running, hiding, covering themselves and those near them,

Fear ensues, then pain, followed by anger and rage,

Faces and heads shrouded in black,

Too cowardly to show themselves,

Misdirected,

Searching,

Groping for something to believe in,

Something to hang on to,

Do they find peace in causing others pain or in ending lives?

Where is the righteousness?

Blood flows from a beaten, smitten corpse,

Hanging on an instrument of torture,

This One not taking life, but giving it through His own precious blood.

That is righteousness, bought and paid for the ugliest of us.

Refreshing, cleansing rain falls softly on an eager earth,

Thirsting for relief and 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 takes away each care.

We see the need for God’s power to inspire us once again,

To cleanse our hearts and wash our souls in His refreshing rain.

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TRANSFORMATION

The idea of transformation is tough for most of us. We feel comfortable in our own skin. Change isn’t easy. In fact, many of us are satisfied to live the same every day, without ever taking chances, risks or any alteration in behavior , because they want no complications along the way.

We’re exposed to advertising that urges us to dress to kill, reshape our bodies, shop until we drop, climb the ladder of success, do the unthinkable. The world lures us into believing that we deserve the best. All we need to do is step on someone else’s toes on your way. Competition has sadly become the norm.

Then we notice something else about our world. It’s filled with injustice, unfair treatment and all sorts of inhumane behavior. Our streets become battlefields. Our neighborhoods become territories for drug lords, looters, violence. Our homes are breeding grounds turning out children without parents. Morality seems to hit an all time low, but next week it will sink even lower. We try to find the answers to all of the insanity and it leads us to believe there is no answer.

There is an answer. We won’t find it in the news stories that break each day. It’s not available online to be delivered to your door for a price. It won’t show up in universities, churches or places of great knowlege. Our transformation occurred when we were redeemed by Jesus and His precious blood. He took away the ugly part of us – making us acceptable to His Holy Father. Thus our souls were washed clean. We know we will inherit the keys to paradise and that death will have no dominion over us ever again.

Therefore, all that we do in this world will be affected by that transformation. We can make life decisions based on God’s plan for us. We can trust in His perfect direction. That doesn’t mean there won’t be problems. In fact, we may expect more than our share of them. Yet we no longer dispair in those difficulties. We continue being works in progress. Part of that restoration requires us to trust in God’s will. He promises to give us a way out. We can push forward, even in a world filled with ugliness. We can stand united in Christ who has given us the victory.

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A STROLL THROUGH TOWN – A GALLERY

An artist on the move will find interesting locations and take them into his vision. He will look at lights and shadows, contrast, clarity, and focus in on the subject matter. Like a photographer, he can replicate an image. As an artist he can take it a step further and make it a part of himself. Creativity, intensity, grasp for all that God has laid before him, the artist will pour his heart into the work.

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DOES NEW LIFE COME FROM A COCOON?

Remember the old movie, “Cocoon?” It’s listed as science fiction because some of the main characters were aliens that had been frozen in time in large cocoons and dropped into the ocean for future observation. Years later the pods are retrieved and placed in a swimming pool until they can again be transported to their original planet. A group of elderly people begin swimming in the pool and are transformed. Their aging bodies are invigorated and their youth returns. This movie was released in 1985, with notable actors like Don Ameche, Wilford Brimley, Hume Cronyn, Jessica Tandy and Gwen Verdon. For a time these elderly folks are experiencing new life. When the spaceship returns to carry off the cocoons, they offer to take the old fogies back with them. Some decide to go while others cling to life as they know it.

At the time of its release, I remember thinking that this must be what it’s like to get old and dream of going to heaven. Though it was just a story, appealing to a wide audience, I wasn’t thinking about death at the time. My life was just beginning. My husband was on the cusp of building a business. I was busy raising three growing youngsters and had just returned to college to take some theatre courses which I could use as a drama instructor. We were at the middle of our existence. Old age wasn’t even a thought.

We all go through a metamorphous of sorts through our lives. When we reach middle age we look forward rather than back. When we reach retirement, we might think that all we can do is look back at our past – our accomplishments and failures – our decisions, good or bad. Each stage in life is a step in our transformation process. As we get closer to the end of it, we realize that our hope doesn’t lie in this place – this time – the people we love. Our hope is in the future in a place that provides for all our needs, takes away all our pain and gives us complete peace..

As Christians, we believe that our time on earth is a time of grace, gifted to us by our Creator. It’s an opportunity for us to share the good news of God’s future plans for us. This message isn’t exclusive to Christians, because Jesus came for everyone. God’s inspired words in the Bible are His words and they provide us with the key to living forever.

The thought of dying comes to us when we grow older. We don’t relish the thought of leaving loved ones behind. We don’t want to leave any unfinished business. However, death will come to all of us. It’s a fact of that we will all face. When we have faith that our Almighty God has provided us with our salvation, the thought of heaven is eternal paradise.

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A BRIDGE TO SOMEWHERE

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

A tattered bridge seemingly leads to nowhere,

It swings precariously over a raging river of trouble,

An ominous, green cast shrouds the waters,

In the haze of life’s existence,

We could despair,

We could fall,

We could hang on for dear life,

Or we could let go and rest,

In the powerful consolation,

Of God and His Holy Word,

There is always hope,

Never give up.

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I SMILE BECAUSE I’M HAPPY!

The photo I’ve chosen today is representaive of what’s going on in my life right now. It shows that joy can’t be hidden, even if the result is difficult for some to look at. You can’t stop joy from overflowing, when your heart is full of it. We’ve had one week since sharing the news of the Gospel and God’s redeeming grace and already there have been many attempts to take away the excitement – the freedom – the unshackling of the hold of sin. The world has seen to that. Still, as believers in Jesus and His mission on earth as Son of Man as well as Son of God, we should be bubbling over with enthusiasm for the amazing gift we’ve been given.

No amount of negative thinking, shame or guilt is going to blot out the joy unless we allow it to. My advice to everyone who wants to approach the rest of their lives with a positive attitude, is to turn to the Savior of the World. Jesus took on our guilt. He carried our shame to the cross. He buried our sins in the grave. He did that for every human life that ever existed or will come to be. That isn’t just good news for a few. It’s meant for all. How can one not be joyful about such a confidently completed mission?

Each day we drift away from that great news, we start to doubt what was done for us – what was sacrificed on our behalf – how nothing is required from us – just an unconditional love that cannot be described in human terms.

Our souls have been cleansed by the Son of God. We will continue to experience setbacks through our lives, but we have the promise of eternity in paradise, where our aging bodies will be restored to perfection. We are assured of life for eternity, free from sin and temptation and in divine communion with our Maker. Sing for joy and don’t stop!

ALLELUIAH! HE IS RISEN INDEED!

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C’MON MAY FLOWERS

ART & INSPIRATION FROM KATHY BOECHER

It’s been a week of April showers and as my mom used to say, “April showers bring May flowers.” I started painting flowers one summer when my allergies were so bad, I couldn’t venture into my garden. I’m not nearly as inspired as my husband is to paint. I’d rather paint with words, but some days you need to broaden your horizons. Trying something we aren’t in the habit of doing – walking in a different neighborhood – venturing beyond the safety of our own backyard – stepping outside the box – can seem forboding to some while exciting to others. Somewhere in between there has to be a happy medium.

Taking that first step into the unknown is the hardest. Anytime we’re called upon to do something we’ve never done before, or are challenged to explore different avenues it can be downright scary. But even as we age, there is no end to the discoveries we are yet to experience. By passing them by, we’re losing an opportunity. Try something new today!

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NEW LIFE

ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER©

The dark days of winter have finally passed, a new day awakes with the sun,

The earth now gives way to the greening of grass, the squirrels are all on the run,

A robin is perched on a sweet budding branch, a cardinal sings beautiful tunes,

A newly tilled field lies awaiting a chance, to enjoy the sun’s long afternoons,

From dormant, dead soil, springs new life once again, sweet flowers explode in the rain,

The water from God benefits the terrain, and gives all  that it needs to sustain,

The process of life, makes us blessed like the earth, with seasons of unending bliss,

The story begins at the time of our birth, there are days that we’d rather dismiss,

We cannot escape trouble, it’s part of the plan, to test and refine us each day,

To strengthen our growth in life’s tenuous span, to trust in our God as we pray,

No more will we lay in that backbreaking ground, a new life awaits in the end,

Upon our last day, we’ll inherit a crown, given by our sweet Jesus, our friend.

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EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED

It’s been less than a week since we ushered in Easter and praised God for conquering death so we would be guaranteed eternal life. How’s that working for you? How soon we forget the glorious message of hope and promise. Life somehow gets in the way, doesn’t it?

We soon lose the afterglow of Easter, because of those unexpected challenges. Maybe your car breaks down, or worse yet, you are involved in a costly accident. Maybe you stumble and break a bone. You might find yourself in a hospital bed fighting for your life. You get news that someone you love has passed away. You lose your job. A relationship is bitterly ended. You may have a series of unwanted events that pop up one after the other. Those little incidents begin to eat away at your savings and suddenly you’re overwhelmed.

Life was never guaranteed to be perfect. Jesus never made any claims to eliminate all our earthly problems. He never promised a rose garden or one without weeds. He wasn’t commissioned to take on the weight of the sin of the world, in order to make our lives a piece of cake. Remember, He said His kingdom was not of this world. Jesus purpose was to make us right with His Father again – sinless and prepared for eternal life.

So, does that mean we’re going to sail through the rest of our lives with no problems? Does it mean that because Jesus paid the price, we don’t have any obligation to being thankful and expressing it through how we treat others? Certainly Jesus paid for all the sins of every man. He also gives us the free will to decide whether we believe He did so. Nothing WE could’ve done would’ve been sufficient.

So do we simply put on a happy face and accept all our earthly problems? Most people would think we were a little crazy if we walked around with a smile on our face all the time. Of course no one would know if we were smiling right now anyway. Do you simply give up or do you keep plugging away, because you might make a difference in another person’s life? I personally prefer to think that God has allowed me to hang around for these extra years for a reason. He will lead me through them.

Life goes on until we die and then it goes on in a much better place. We have that promise from God Himself.

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APRIL SHOWERS

We’ve had a lovely week of spring weather up here in the frozen tundra of Minnesota. Sunday, being Easter was filled with sunshine and temperatures reaching 80 degrees. The gathering time was spent outdoors for the most part, giving way to great conversation and fellowship. By Tuesday, the sun was hiding and torrents of rain fell from heaven. It was as if the tears of God were nourishing every little blade of grass and filling the cups of newly sprung crocus plants. It has been off and on raining for the past two days. Even though it’s raining, you can almost see the world coming to life again.

My husband and I have talked a lot lately about our own personal quiet places, where we can go and talk on a personal level with our Creator. He has always been in love with the outdoors, while I prefer the serenity of the home. I prefer not venturing out into the unknown. Some of my most creative times have occurred right in my own backyard.

About thirty years ago I began a project which consumed most of my waking hours. I began the process of terracing our front yard into a splendid garden. The adventure was often precarious, since it took place on a spanse of two city lots on a very steep hill. Bit by bit and plant by plant, I would cut through the soil and pull all invaders from within. I’d add rock barriers for each terrace and cedar beams as well to frame a patch of daisies or lilies. It became my place of serenity for a long time. In those hours of mindless work, I was coming up with plots for new plays or stories. I could develop the characters with each shovel full of dirt that I turned.

At times the work became more consuming than relaxing. Weeds reared their ugly heads and their tenacious roots went deep. I felt a sense of accomplishment when I could pull a complete intruder in one entire piece My neighbors would watch intently as I traversed across that hill, just waiting for a mistep and an unplanned sommersault. I was covered from head to toe with dirty soil. My gloved hands were filled with holes and had far outlived their usefulness. Passers by would encounter weeds flying through the air with the greatest of ease, and a crazy woman with a straw hat and masked face. I scared off a number of them.

We all have places that beckon to us. They call our name and beg us to become a part of them. For me, it has been my garden. The past few years have produced weakened lungs and continuous allergies, making it nearly impossible to work a garden as it should be. My aging years have taken control of my ability to traverse across anything. Weeds don’t bother me as much anymore, since it’s too hard to get out there and pull them out. My spirit is still willing, but unfortunately, my flesh is weak. I still desire time working in the garden, but realize I have limitations now.

Fortunately, I can still find time to be with my Creator in quiet conversation no matter where I am. Looking out my window and surveying the flowers that persist right alongside the weeds, has taken on a new meaning. I don’t feel the need to fight off trespassers, because I know that it’s all been done for me. The weeds will continue to grow as long as life exists, but I’m convinced that our life never ends. We will flourish when death takes us to our heavenly home.

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MY SHEPHERD, MY KING

RELIEF WOOD SCULPTURE AT BAY PINES, FLORIDA LUTHERAN CHURCH DONE BY PAUL BOECHER ©

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

Clouds ripple across brilliant orange skies,

Gigantic cumuli tower over the others with majesty and power,

Below them a gathering of tiny puffs  resembling a flock of reluctant sheep,

They herd up as if knowing this is what expected of them,

Following the leader, the shepherd,

Light filters through the mass of white,

Wrapping its warmth and radiant healing upon them,

The sky shows God’s love and compassion for these wandering creatures,

It radiates down to His wayward sheep and leads them,

Cutting through granite mountain sides,

Beside still waters,

Into lush pastures,

Where danger lurks, but cannot penetrate,

The protection of the Shepherd.

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WERE YOU THERE?

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

Were you there when the universe was formed,
Did you watch as God crushed through solid rock,
And made majestic mountains,
Did you hear the sound of His breath,
As He filled the sea with fish,
Did you see His finger,
As it carved rivers, lakes and seas,
Were you witness to His creation,
To His bounty of vegetation and life,
To His perfect design,
To His loving attention to detail,
Were you there when he took the dust of the earth,
And made a human being,
With a heart, mind, synchronized body,
Perfect in every way,
And later created a helper for that man,
From the man himself,
His plan has never nor will ever,
Be matched,
We were not there at the start,
But believing in Him,
We will be with Him at the end,

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DAYS OF THE YEAR – APRIL 7, 2021

I love checking out all the weird holiday celebrated each day. Today is not only National Beer Day, Coffee Cake Day and No Housework Day, but it happens to World Health Day, which kind of nullifies the three above celebrations. I’m not much of a beer drinker, so that doesn’t bother me much, but I do love coffee cake and the idea of no housework is likewise appealing. To add to the mix we have The Day of Hope and Making the First Move Day. I am almost always filled with hope, though I wouldn’t be human if I didn’t have an off day in that area. Making the first move – if that means showing someone you care about them, I’m all for it.

So there you have it folks – another day in the books. If nothing else, it gives me something to write about each day.

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VARIANTS, MUTANTS & VACCINES, OH MY!

Things have been a little crazy for the past year or more. We’re all ready to throw in the towel on all this COVID19 invasion. Things are beginning to open up at a record pace. Gotta get all those summer events scheduled and bringing in the bacon again. Certainly the bars need to open up. Happy hour via the internet is just not the same. Restaurants, schools, theatres, concerts, all the stuff that’s been in suspended animation for more than twelve months is opening up again. Not too sure how I feel about that.

I’ve had both of my vaccinations. I had a reaction about a week after the first shot. I’m alway delayed in my reactions to things. I had a terrible headache, body aches and was nauseated. The second shot seemed like a breeze. I had it early in the day so was able to hold two Zoom meetings without any trouble. The next day I slept for eight hours. So I thought that was my reaction to the second. However, two weeks later, I’ve developed all kinds of side effecs. I’m not sure it’s from the vaccination or my yearly allergies coming back at full force. Whatever it is, I’m coughing, sneezing, itchy and in need of some vitamin D.

This morning I heard on the news (I don’t generally watch the news anymore for obvious reasons) that variants of COVID19 are popping up all over the United States and that the drug companies are scrambling to adjust the vaccines to cover all those mutations. You have to hand it to that crummy little germ. It’s a fighter. If one thing doesn’t work, they step up to the plate and offer another version of themselves. Too bad we don’t have the same ability to fight like that.

So todayI sit at my computer. I’m supposed to attend an in person meeting, but don’t want to cough on everyone. The need to gather is at an all time high. We need each other more than anything. Maybe this push to get things back to normal isn’t such a great idea after all.

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