TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY. .

“Yesterday was plain awful.” as Little Orphan Annie once said. It sometimes feels that way, but some days really are worse than others. We wake up with positive thoughts, which are suddenly cut short by bad news. We go through the day with high hopes only to have them come crashing down in just an instant. Scarlet O’Hara had her own way of dealing with the struggles of every day. She’d turn on the charm, use her feminine wiles and be able to face each rising of the sun with the confidence that she could win some unsuspecting young man to her way of thinking and save the day because of it.

I am the naive one, who believes that laughter is my secret weapon, however lately there has been very little to laugh about. The outside world seems to be my enemy. I’m given to bouts of sadness, loneliness and helplessness. Usually I don’t have trouble shaking those feelings, but this has been one heck of a time for everyone. Our sadness can easily turn to depression, frustration, loss of hope and even take us to dark places we don’t need to visit.

We’ve been experiencing a time like I’ve never seen during my entire life. Things have shut down. We can’t visit our favorite restaurant, theatre or venue of entertainment. We’re stuck in a rut, which far outweighs the usual cabin fever we usually experience at this time of the year. When you become a slave to old movies and mystery shows that kill off more than three people per episode, you’re trying to escape, but only by putting yourself in one of those rabbit holes. When the daily news becomes reason for you to fret – when politics gets in the way of your enjoyment – when anger festers to the point of lost relationships – when isolation separates you from those you love – when you’re told to be tolerant of every kind of behavior except for the beliefs you hold dear – when people who have touched your life die – when egos get in the way – all those things intensify with being in a state of being alone.

I am fortunate to have a spouse who I can share my frustrations with. He has always been supportive of my feelings and concerned for both for my spiritual and physical welfare. Yet if I were to be on my own, I still have someone who can make life bearable, because He’s experienced so much more of life than I ever have. Tomorrow is another day, but with Jesus, it can be the best day ever.

Matthew 6:34 “Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.”

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TIME STANDING STILL

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

Paul is currently teaching a virtual class on painting a still life. By making a grouping of random items, he shows how light bounces from one item to the other and creates shadows while picking up colors from each other. The painting is also a reflection of the artist and their own interpretation.

Light, shadows, reflection – an assortment of random objects,

Frozen in a diminutive space – all distinctive yet joined by stillness and solitude,

Augmentation emerges from the busyness and activity of the every day,

But there are times when it must be put on hold for just a moment,

suspended in time, reflected upon,

God says  to be still and know that He is in control,

He has all things in His protective hands,  His plan includes everyone,

Though we are a smorgasbord of individuals,

a buffet of divergent feelings, needs and emotions,

We can be joined in tranquility and peace, by letting go and letting God work.

Allow the Master Artist to mold, to shape, to color and design your future.

He holds it in the palm of His hand.

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CITY BLUES

ART  POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

City within a darkened world, has beauty all its own,

The wires that lace throughout the space, the litter lying there,

The sounds of box cars hooking up, a place where crime is sown,

Where homeless search the garbage cans, to find a snack to share.

Where vagrants sleep while raccoons watch, to find their own sweet snack,

To dine on others leftovers, seems common to them both,

The train rails screech as cars are joined, they thunder and they crack,

The large abandoned buildings stand, as sentries without growth.

Still skies above are clear and bright, above the scene they dance,

They fill with clouds of discontent, soon darkness falls again,

Some stay awake throughout the night just waiting for a chance,

To try again to start their life, and jump a moving  train.

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THE OLD ROUND BARN

Here is another painting which holds many separate stories. Our lives are filled with many pieces, all coming together to create a masterpiece.

Within the city limits stands a relic from the past,

It used to hold some animals, but those days are long passed,

Today it holds many treasures, of times from long ago,

Their memory is restored again, and leaves an afterglow,

The barn is round and filled with love, with ancient tools it flows,

The things you find within these walls, will make you understand,

That nothing’s new under the sun, when in the artist’s hand,

What one may think is useless now, has found a life renewed,

What once was lost has now been found, a freshness now exudes,

We too are like that ancient shell, our sin has made us so,

Our bodies age, our sight grows dim,  our vigor is now slow,

But through our great Creator God, redeemed, restored we stand,

Our sins have all been washed away by His almighty hand.

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MISTY MEMORIES

ART & POETRY FROM PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

MONDAY MORNING MEMORIES OF WARMER DAYS

Our days go swiftly, like an early morning dawn,
They often pass so quickly, they pass and they are gone,
We turn each page anticipating,
We long for and are waiting,
For time to take us home,
We set our course on human need and soon are pushed aside,
But holding to God’s master plan, with Him we’ll soon abide,
The lakes will turn to ice,
The trees will sacrifice,
And winter now does loom,
The end of days, a time to pray, repenting of our sins,
We softly cast our cares on God, we know He always wins,
In times of stress or pain
We look to Him for gain,
New life beyond the tomb.

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SERENITY

ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

Ancient of days,

Tranquility and peace,

Time to ponder all that is important,

Moments to smell the flowers,

To enrich,

To delight,

To foster imagination,

Through tendrils of motion,

Inspired rainbows of color,

Gentle breezes,

Quiet,

Peace,

Yet even in that serenity,

Lies turmoil,

Fear and anxiety,

Death,

Time changes,

We wonder where those winsome days have gone,

We long for one brief moment,

When we can simply be alone with God,

To travel this earth with Him,

To be lifted through our abyss,

To be carried by His strong arms,

We don’t have to wait,

He’s with us always,

Even unto the end of the world.

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DEATH HAS NO HOLD ON ME

I don’t understand why God allows some of us to go on living for so many years while others are taken at an early age. It’s one of those mysteries that don’t make sense to me.

I do know that God has a purpose for everything under heaven. Perhaps the old among us are meant to be here to advise, encourage or strengthen those who are going through many of the trials we’ve endured. Maybe the young die so that their families become stronger through their passing and will be a witness to God’s compassion even during suffering. I know if I try to figure it out, I am also challenging God’s wisdom.

Lord, help me today to trust in you. Bring me closer to you through your Word. Prepare my heart and the hearts of all believers, for our final days on earth; so that we may be completely blessed by our future life with you in eternity. “No guilt in life, no fear in death; This is the power of Christ in me. From a life’s first cry to final breath, Jesus commands my destiny.” Amen!

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STORM’S A COMIN’

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

Elongated stalactites cling tightly to the eaves. The mercury within the thermometer dives to the opposite end. Time passes slowly as the skeletal branches of trees have given up the memory of the tender touch of rain and the warm sun, only to be replaced with thoughts of shriveling up and dying. Thus it is in the winter of life and yet for those who have not yet given up the battle against the elements, the war wages on. Soon it will be replaced with green pastures, streets of gold and perfect temperatures. In an instant the landscape will be covered with fluffy, new fallen snow. In an instant, we will be carried into paradise.

What shall we complain about then?

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FINDING COMMON GROUND

Today we’ll see our 46th president of the United States of America sworn in, along with the first female Vice President in our history. Speeches will be spoken, opinions stated and hopefully a peaceful transition will take place.

Our nation has become divided in the past number of years, spanning the inaugurations of other presidents. The division didn’t happen over night, but as with most separation it festers over time. The changes that have occurred in my lifetime alone have been cause enough to create bitterness, injustice, fear, anger, discontent and much more.

I was born half a year after Pearl Harbor was attacked. I didn’t witness the event, but the effects of that horrific day were not forgotten. I grew up when the atomic bomb and its results were made known, when a cure for polio was found, when AIDS was discovered, when technology exploded. I watched history unfold on my television set, when the first astronaut set foot on the moon, when a president resigned because of a scandal, when another president was killed by a sniper as he and his wife paraded in an open convertible down the streets of Dallas. I was witness to that same president’s brother’s assassination as he ran for president. I also watched as a Christian leader bringing the plight of his people to the forefront had his life snuffed out. I watched when terrorists highjacked planes and crashed them into the World Trade Center, the Pentagon and a field in Pennsylvania.

In all of these situations, I was constantly reminded that we were Americans first – that we were united by our love of this country and our allegiance to it – that we were willing to die for it. That was the common ground that kept us together.

We may not all approve of the man who will lead America for the next four years. We may not have approved of the one who is leaving the office today. We all have our opinions and as long as we refuse to budge, the divide will grow wider and deeper every day.

We do have a common ground. That ground is the country we have grown to love – the freedom to have different opinions and beliefs – the laws established by wise men who didn’t take the task lightly – the dreams to push forward and build a business or a house or a life free from tyranny.

Today, let’s begin the search for common ground. Let’s pray that our new president is successful and that the country will come together through him. Let’s pray that patriotism continues to make a comeback and that we learn to care about each other rather than run each other down. Let’s also pray for our outgoing president and his family for their service to our country. Against many obstacles, great things were accomplished under his command.

It has to start somewhere and we, the people are the ones who can make it happen.

“First of all, then, I urge that supplications, prayers, intercessions, and thanksgivings be made for all people, for kings and all who are in high positions, that we may lead a peaceful and quiet life, godly and dignified in every way. This is good, and it is pleasing in the sight of God our Savior.” 1 Timothy 2:1-3

GOD BLESS AMERICA!

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PERFECT DESIGN

ART BY PAUL BOECHER

My husband has been blessed with such a beautiful artistic mind. It doesn’t only show up in his paintings and sculptures, but also in the way he thinks. He always seems to be creating, even when he’s asleep. An artist’s mind never really sleeps.

Imagine the complexity of the mind of God. He never sleeps. His creation is so intricate in its design. All the math and science developed over the centuries is just a speck in the scheme of things. When a scientist looks through a microscope it becomes apparent. The geometric patterns – the colors – the beauty of even a deadly virus. Everything that was created by the Master Artist is a thing of beauty.

We can try to imitate what God does through His creation, but we will never master it. Even Michelangelo and da Vinci couldn’t come close to giving us what God did. The great philosophers of the world could not come up with the wisdom that He shows us through His Word. The world’s composers of music, poetry and dance could never fully emulate the majesty of God’s creation.

However, God does instill us with gifts that can make this world a better place. Its up to us to use them and share those gifts with others.

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LETTING GO

Christmas 2019 family picture

POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER

The moments have turned into days, the days turn into years.
We’ve watched you grow. We’ve seen success and now there come the tears.
I know I should be happy for all that lies ahead.
A family together – a new life to start – united again in God’s strong arms –
so why do these tears I shed?
It’s so hard to say goodbye to a family you call your own.
When they were young and starting out, who would have ever known,
that some distant day they would leave and cut a path alone.
I know The Lord will be with them, but my heart is breaking inside.
Take care of them, Lord, protect and sustain and with them always abide.

This poem was written when my oldest daughter and her family moved from Minnesota to S. Carolina, several years ago. It is filled with melancholy, but also hope in the Lord. Time has healed our hearts somewhat, but when we are separated from family it seems to take a long time to feel good again.

I know being together is necessary for us, but times are so different in this world now. Families used to live very close together – which wasn’t always the best scenario. They gathered at least a few times a year to have picnics, reunions, holidays, etc. Now families are separated by many miles, due to job opportunities or simply seeking a different climate or trying to go it alone. All of which are good reasons.

This year our youngest grandchild will be graduating from high school. She will have memories of a pandemic that altered her celebration and final year. She’ll undoubtedly regret not having memories of her Senior prom or attending football games, homecoming events, etc. Instead she’ll have a stories about isolation, masks, social distancing and learning online. She will be reminded of a political movement which divided her fellow Americans. She can teach her own children about tolerance and justice. She will also be able to tell them that God has always been in control of her life.

Our middle grandson is in his final year of college and now employed as an intern for a company he may eventually work for. He’s getting a taste of what his future might hold. Learning the ropes, so to speak. Venturing out on his own for the first time is a challenge no matter what age you are.

Our oldest grandson is teaching English in S. Korea and has been for the past two years. He’s the furthest away from us, but fortunately we can still contact him via email and Zoom. There are always ways to keep in touch now, unlike in the past when you had to travel to see each other.

Our children are in the prime of their careers and all successful at what they do. Health issues are beginning to enter their lives as the usually do when you’re near the 50 year mark. We see physical changes, see them becoming wise in their thinking, enjoying the fruits of their labors and sharing with others of their time, talents and generosity. We see gray hair and a few wrinkles (thankfully they’ve inherited their father’s youthful appearance.)

Time goes on – people move in and out of our lives – those we love move away or become busy. Through this pandemic we have learned to live apart from each other, but our lives will always be joined until we leave this earth. Even after that, the memories will remain and live on through the sharing of them.

No matter what age we are, it’s difficult to let go, but we always have the One true God to guide us through the mess of living – to lift us when we’re in the pits – to encourage us through His Word – to strengthen us through His Spirit – to help us survive anything the world may throw at us.

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FIRST RECORDING SESSION

A couple years ago, I started teaching some senior acting classes. This led to a core group of myself and two others, venturing into a totally different world for us. The three of us began a collaboration on a series of episodes regarding three friends – aged 68, 78 and 83 – the different levels of aging and how to deal with them. It turned into a fabulous adventure, not only in the writing process, but using our own personal experiences and funny stories to create these episodes.

Yesterday we had our first recording session. The episodes will be available through the theatre and I’ll have complete information on that later. Our first story is about online dating. The three women are all widows and the two oldest have been out of the dating scene for many years. Using a computer is something new for all of them.

All of the stories deal with things we encounter as we age. The next will be about technology in general and includes another member of our cast – a young man in his 50s who is the tech support for all three ladies. We have another episode about death, funerals, and celebrations of life. The final one for this year has to do with the paranormal, complete with a seance and medium to guide us through it. We will continue this in the coming year as well. We’ve also added some commercial messages with another senior actor to deliver those. With each episode we tried to mix humor into the equation, because you need a sense of humor if you’re going to grow old.

All of the episodes were originally planned to be done as live performance on stage, but with the pandemic, we had to adapt to an ancient form of entertainment – the radio broadcast. All three of us grew up listening to stories on the radio. It was a different time, when imagination was sparked and creativity stirred. In a way, it’s funny how we have come full circle with this.

The process itself has been so energizing and has given us something to look forward to in these dark days of isolation. We all need that, no matter what our age may be. We need to have something that keeps us eager to get out of bed every morning and to get our creative juices flowing. Innovation always has a way of sneaking in when the times are tough. Necessity is the mother of invention, as they say. I never thought I’d be teaching classes online. I didn’t have the slightest idea that technology would someday be my friend, but here I am.

Getting old doesn’t have to be the end for us. With all that’s available to us in this world today, we have an abundance of opportunity. It’s up to us to make the best of it.

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FORGET ABOUT IT!

Fear is mentioned many times in the Bible. The phrase, “Do not be afraid” was spoken, when God’s angels announced the birth of the Savior to shepherds. The Psalms are loaded with references to fear in King David’s prayers. The epistles are also full of encouraging words about not being afraid.

Each day we face one kind of fear or another. We might fear growing older – we could fear taking a test we aren’t prepared for – we might be fearful of a medical diagnosis – we may be anxious about not doing well at a job interview. Our fears are real and God knows that. That’s why He continues to speak the words, “Do not be afraid,” throughout scriptures.

This human emotion is one that faces every human being at one point or another. When people are afraid, they sometimes turn inward and don’t want the help of others. There are times when fears or phobias become so overwhelming they affect the way we live our lives. Our anxious moments can limit us – destroy our inner strength – paralyze us at times.

Over the past century, their have been studies on how to deal with these maladies through psychotherapy or medication, but the real prescription is in God’s Word. When He tells us not to be afraid, He is encouraging us to depend on Him in times of trouble. He’s reaching out His strong hands to lift us up out of the pit of despair.

We are so loved by Him that we can believe He is going to keep His word. He will never leave us – He will lift us up – He will give us the strength to carry on – He has provided an answer for our sinful condition. Praise be to Him for being our rock and fortress. We never have to be afraid of anything again! REALLY! So forget about it.

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WHERE IS MY PEACE?

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

Where do you find contentment when all around seems lost,

In city streets so dimly lit, at an expensive cost,

In valleys green where water pours through rivers pure and clean,

In the darkness of the soul within, is that were you find peace?

In a sanctuary built of stone, where your problems you release,

Do you see it in the people that you greet most every day,

Is it in the quiet laughter of a child alone at play,

Is in in the calm serenity of music, art or dance,

Or does it come from looking at your love’s sweet, smiling glance,

Don’t search in darkest corners, you’ll never find it there,

The light that shines from heaven, will take away your care.

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WINTER WARMTH

ART & POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER

Shortened days – lack of sunlight.
Fields are white and streets now glazed.
In the icy silence of a stolen breath,
Through wild anticipation of lost moments soon remembered
Anxiously we wait for one who promised he would come.

In a manger – in a stable – gently laid upon the hay,
His return will be in glory, as a king he will arrive.
Through his power and his wisdom he will judge and cast away
All the evil and deception of the one whose only drive
Is to make an Interruption in the path we’ve chosen.

Light in darkness – sweet redemption – all my sins he melts away.
He brings life from deep depression – cradling in his arms each day.
In darkest hours I make confession of my guilt. I bare it all.
He forgives and grants me healing. He is there to take the fall.
I know He will always catch His dear children.

Frozen landscapes now are hidden. Only pastures green remain.
He will lead me by still waters ’til He comes to earth again.
No fear of death will e’er surround me. I know it cannot sting me now.
I’ve given him my one possession – it is my life I do endow.
Take me, oh Lord and use me to thaw hearts to find your gentle warmth.

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SLOW TO ANGER

Anger is a powerful emotion. Not only can it be harmful to the person on the receiving end, but also to the one administering it. We seem to be on a road to self destruction when we see that fuse getting shorter and shorter – when the pressure cooker is about to let off steam – or Wiley Coyote once again sets a trap for himself.

What has happened to our world when the way to settle disagreements has come to this? The tongue is just as lethal as any weapon. The pen can be equally harmful. Words cannot simply be deleted. They leave an indelible mark on the receiver’s heart. When we allow anger into our lives, we are closing the door to logic, understanding and compromise.

Anger can eat away at us like a cancer. It’s a slow death with a great deal of pain involved. It starts small and grows into an uncontrollable force. Like all our other emotions, we have to put a cap on this one or it will destroy us.

Lord, God, you have every right to be angry with me and my behavior. I don’t deserve the wonderful forgiveness you grant through your Son. You are slow to anger. Help me to choose my words wisely. To think before I speak. To hold myself accountable. May I use your amazing example for guidance on how to control my own temper. Amen!

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SEARCHING FOR BLESSINGS

We’re living in a time of humongous things – huge issues – gigantic problems – overwhelming health concerns – political unrest and division. How on earth can we see any good in our world today? There are times I’d rather just go back to sleep rather than face another day of conflict. Yes, the little things have grown into huge things and often overtake us.

Maybe it’s time to start searching for the little things. What makes you happy? How can you be of help to someone else? Will your words make a difference in the life of someone? Can a random act of kindness touch your heart as well as the one that act is bestowed upon? Can a simple thing like saying please or thank you – I love you – I respect your opinion – alter someone’s thinking? Counting our blessings may seem futile when everything around us seems to be caving in, but I believe it is the perfect way to get out of the pit of sadness, depression or feeling total frustration.

I’m not saying we should go around with a Pollyanna attitude – smiling, being positive, never showing our true feelings. I’m suggesting that we look for the blessings in our lives. By doing so, we will not be overcome by the big things. That may be easier said than done, but if we look hard enough we will find the little things that make a difference.

There are days I’m just thankful to be able to breathe – to laugh – to enjoy a meal – to read a book. There are the small successes of creating a piece of poetry, a story or a piece of art. There are the smiles – the tears – the conversations – the listening – the watching of God’s amazing creation. Seeing how the simplicity of life eventually turns into a thing of beauty, will prove to be one of the greatest things we can give ourselves.

It seems to me that once we learn how to enjoy the little things, we will be able to handle the big things. Once we put away all the noise of discontent, we might have a chance of being contented.

We will have trouble in this world. There is no doubt about that, but we have been blessed by God in so many ways. It started with a little baby in a manger.

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ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

Where is the quiet place that you are longing for?

Is it in those empty times when waiting to do more?

Can you find contentment in the solitude of living?

Or does is come in simpler ways, like doing and forgiving.

God comes to us in many ways and most times when it’s silent,

But listen hard and you will hear His voice in every moment.

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

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

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

And in the cold of winter, you’ll hear His personal call.

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

You’ll hear is voice assure you of His overpowering might.

Within the busy moments of life’s demanding pressures

He opens up His altar and He shares His greatest treasures.

Each moment He’s available to answer every prayer,

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

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FILL ME UP, LORD

There is a story about a professor who used a large jar to make a point in his classroom. He filled the jar with rocks and asked his students if they felt the jar was full. When they replied that it indeed was, he added some small pebbles to the jar. The pebbles filled the empty spaces the rocks had left. He then went on to fill the jar with sand. His point was to clearly illustrate that if the sand had been placed in the jar first, the other things wouldn’t fit.

In other words, the rocks represent the important things in life – like our jobs, family, spouse, health, etc. The pebbles are things that we enjoy that fill our lives with satisfaction, like hobbies, friendships, house. The sand is equal to the fillers like social media, television, Internet, material possessions. These things often get in the way of spending time on the rocks and pebbles. In fact they often overtake them.

This story is used to help people learn to manage their time, but I feel it’s a good parable for all of us. We are the vessel and all the rocks, pebbles and sand fill our lives as we live it. There eventually is no room for anything else to come in. However there is an element that can still be added and that’s water. To be completely full, we need that water to nourish and feed our souls, bodies and minds – to wash away the dirt that overtakes our moments – to polish the rocks and pebbles and care for them.

If we were to set ourselves aside for a moment and focus on the important things – our real treasures, families, spouse, friends – there would be adequate room for all of them. There would be time to be with them and knit them into your being.

As we are living in such turbulent times, we need to look to the living water that is so gladly delivered by our Lord and Savior, Jesus. He is the way, the truth and the life that will sustain us as we traverse the mountains of deception, hate and anger. We need to let Him in to truly fill us up with hope and peace.

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TOO MUCH EXCESS BAGGAGE

There are days in my life when worry overtakes me. I often wonder why it’s so much a part of who I am. You could say, I’m the typical Jewish mother – even though I’m not Jewish.

Jesus was, however and maybe that’s why he spent a lot of time talking to His people about this dreadful trait. It’s easy to tell someone not to worry, but that isn’t going to stop them from worrying. Besides, we may not have experienced what they are going through.

Jesus walked in our shoes. He knows all our frailties and shortcomings. In Matthew 11:28, Jesus invites us to,

“Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.”

He isn’t just talking about physical rest. He’s telling us that He gives comfort for our souls as well. I will undoubtedly continue to worry until I die, but my worries don’t have to depress me or dominate my thinking. I boldly thank God for giving rest to my weary mind and body, but mostly for relieving the doubts, worries and fears of my soul.

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