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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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RANDOM THOUGHTS – POWER
Main wall mural at King of Grace Lutheran School in Golden Valley, MN. “I AM”, painted in acrylic by Paul T. Boecher© In Exodus 3:14 we read – “And God said unto Moses, I AM THAT I AM: and he said, Thus … Continue reading
RANDOM THOUGHT – GLORIOUS
Original art painted in acrylic on a window shade by Paul T. Boecher© God’s glory manifests itself in the colors He places in the heavens and the earth. The skies sing praises to His holy name.
RANDOM THOUGHT – POWER
Original art by Paul T. Boecher© A water wheel converts the energy of free-flowing or falling water into useful forms of energy. God’s love pours out on us giving us power beyond imagination.
RANDOM THOUGHT
Original art by Paul T. Boecher© Birds cannot fly unless they open their wings. How much more are we capable of if we just try? For the next 365 days we have that many chances to open our wings and fly.
RANDOM THOUGHT
Original art by Paul T. Boecher © Soon this leaf cluttered green turned to the white of winter, bringing the solace of an icy, glimmering peace. We live life fully in the spring and rage through the heat of summer. Each season has its … Continue reading
WINTER
Original Art “SNOW” by Paul T. Boecher© The sun sprinkles a handful of fairy dust upon clinging icicles. Each one hangs on for dear life hoping that tomorrow the thermometer allows them to dwindle a bit, but in reality that … Continue reading
RANDOM THOUGHT
Original Art by Paul T. Boecher, “WINTER”© A fresh coating of snow is a great reminder of how God washes the darkness of sin from our hearts. His blood makes us whiter than snow.
RANDOM THOUGHT
Original art by Paul T. Boecher© The Tree of Life was God’s gift to Adam and Eve guaranteeing eternal life. They were told not to eat of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil, but they disobeyed God and … Continue reading
HOW MAJESTIC IS YOUR NAME
ORIGINAL ART – “MAJESTY” by PAUL T. BOECHER© Oil on canvas 28″ x 22″ I imagine this is what Moses witnessed as he stood at the foot of Mt. Sinai. God’s glory inhabited that place especially at that moment … Continue reading
RANDOM THOUGHT
Original Art “CREATION” by Paul Boecher© If God can create order out of chaos, why do we wait until the last minute to ask Him for help?
RIDING THE RAILS
ART BY PAUL BOECHER© A homeless man sits on the curb tying his shoes. He straps his backpack and bedroll to his shoulders and walks beside the rails that have now become the path to his life. Who would … Continue reading
THE OLD HOUSEBOAT
ART WORK BY PAUL BOECHER© The old houseboat still maintained a look of elegance even though paint was chipped and faded – the bough battered slightly from constant pushing against shore, She sat quietly moored under the wispy trees which … Continue reading
GETTING TO KNOW JESUS
ART WORK BY PAUL BOECHER© John 5:1 “I am the true vine, and My Father is the vinedresser.” I want to know you, Lord. I want to feel your arms around me, comforting, protecting, loving me. I long for your … Continue reading
SUMMER GLORY
ART WORK BY PAUL BOECHER© The edge of a bluff lined river – a glassy reflection glistens and bounces onto a hill. The light touches the edges of trees and buildings in the distance, creating patterns dancing from one place to another . The deep crevices fill … Continue reading
TRUE PEACE
ART WORK BY PAUL BOECHER© When life engulfs you with anger and rage – when you struggle with fear and temptation, Turn your mind to the glory of God’s written page – He will heal you and give you salvation. Though … Continue reading
WHEN WE WERE YOUNG . . .
ART BY PAUL BOECHER “TIL WE MEET AGAIN” © Another day – another time. We were young and the world seemed so exciting and new. We found each other in this magic place so many years ago and our lives … Continue reading
BUILT ON A ROCK
ARTWORK BY PAUL BOECHER© At Stillwater, Minnesota Steeples line the nooks and crannies of a hilltop, reaching to God Almighty in His holy sanctuary, Houses planted deeply in the ground have a sure foundation. The wind blows and the waters rise, but … Continue reading
GOD’S CRAFTSMANSHIP
ART WORK BY PAUL BOECHER© My husband and I were high school sweethearts. We took an art class on sculpture together. Everyone had a chunk of plaster which we were to form into something – everyone except my husband. He stood before … Continue reading
LADY IN WHITE
Art by Paul Boecher© A murky expanse of vegetation – branches arching and bending to fill themselves with nourishment – the morning dew glistens as fingers of light pierce through the emerald temple. Shades of yellow and gold mingle … Continue reading
THE HOUSE IN THE WOODS
Art by Paul Boecher© It was nothing more than the skeletal remains of a deserted old building. The facade bore scars on its sun bleached boards. It had become pock marked by the bullets of hail. Remnants of a … Continue reading
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