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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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HEART OF MY HEART
Love is not limited to one day. It is part of what Valentine’s Day should be, but like most everything in this country we’ve commercialized a word into a day filled with sentimental cards, boxes of chocolates, flowers, special dinners, … Continue reading
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER Who knew I would be chosen by you?Who knew that our lives would blend into oneWith separate physical bodies, but tied together for a lifetime?Who knew you would become a man of … Continue reading
POLITICS AS USUAL
No need to elaborate on Mark Twain’s quote, but we have just witnessed another State of the Union Address. President Biden appeared the most presidential we have seen for some time. The Peanut Gallery of Congressmen and women didn’t fail … Continue reading
STORMS A COMIN’
Standing alone in a storm as wind tears through the trees is not only frightening but lacks wisdom. Our bodies grow tense, the adrenaline flows, and all our emotions can explode into crushing fear. The sea rages as waves crash against each other. … Continue reading
GROWING OLD, FADING FAST
No, this photograph is not me, although I’ve been known to wear a clown nose. I’ve also worn a fake nose and glasses while driving through a McDonald’s Drive-thru. When I found this photo on the internet, I couldn’t help … Continue reading
FREE FALLING
WATERCOLOR OF YELLOWSTONE FALLS BY PAUL BOECHER – POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER© A plethora of color weaving in and out of the sun-drenched water, Tumbling over rocks and dead branches in its path, Energy exuberant, light amazing, threads of crimson, indigo, gold, … Continue reading
THIS OLD HOUSE
WATERCOLOR ART & POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER© A house is just a dwelling place, a place to sleep and eat, A set of rooms to roam about, to gather and to greet, Each filled with lath and plaster, with paint … Continue reading
IT’S JUST A SENIOR MOMENT ….
The majority of my posts this week have dealt with aging. I’ve tried to interject some humor into the whole thing, but there isn’t really anything funny about growing old. Our bodies have passed the expiration date, our senses have … Continue reading
THE SAME THING OVER AND OVER AND . . .
February is the shortest month of the year, so we tend to pack as much stuff into it as we can. Right off the bat, we have Groundhog Day on February 2nd – a day, which has for over a … Continue reading
OLD HORSES
Aging is my topic for the week and to tell you the truth, the whole thing is getting me depressed. An old adage says, “They shoot old horses, don’t they?” As I searched for an image for this post, all … Continue reading
GROWING OLD IS OVERRATED
“You know you’re old when someone compliments you on your alligator shoes, and you’re barefoot.” Phyllis Diller My weekly planner looks like I’ve become very popular lately. There’s an appointment for almost every day of the week, and my doc … Continue reading
MY HIDING PLACE
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© Deep within the tallest pines, with dark night’s haze enshrouded, A hidden place encased in webs of silver threads beclouded, A quiet sanctuary, a place to run and hide, A place to lick the wounds … Continue reading
WARMTH IN WINTER
ORIGINAL 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 … Continue reading
FIRST RESPONSE OR LAST RESORT?
Worry seems to be part of our human nature. It’s interesting to me that animals don’t seem to carry that trait, and what a blessing for them. I mean, they have to find a warm place to sleep when it … Continue reading
SOLITUDE
ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© In solitude we sometimes find ourselves – we need some time alone, A quiet place where life stands still – an instant safety zone, Where waters blue surround us, where peace is everywhere, … Continue reading
THE PERFECT PRAYER
Prayer was important to Jesus. He would often escape to a quiet place to talk with His Father. His time was limited, because of the big following He was gaining, but that didn’t stop Him. The disciples saw their rabbi … Continue reading
TALKING TO GOD
I had a cortisone shot yesterday. I’ve been nursing a bad knee and hip since I was released from the hospital in November 2022. I was only allowed a shot in the knee, because I have to make a separate … Continue reading
PRAYER CLOSET
My maternal grandmother was a child in the late 1800s. She had a pioneer spirit. much like the matriarch, in the series {“1923”) Cara Dutton (played by Helen Mirren.) My grandma even had snow white hair which she braided into … Continue reading
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