Tag Archives: forgiveness
REMOVE THE PLANK
As we prepare for the coming solar eclipse, we’re being warned not to focus directly on it. If we do, we’re allowing for damage to the retina and possible blindness. I wonder if it would make any difference to our … Continue reading
SAYING GOODBYE
Yesterday was a day of bringing up old memories, wounds, dirt and cobwebs. We finally began to tackle the plethora of boxes within our garage. These cartons and crates were tucked away when we moved last fall, to be gone … Continue reading
INSIDE OUT
ORIGINAL ART BY PAUL T. BOECHER & POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER© Scuffed by the constant thrashing of the elements, Exterior somewhat battered by overuse, Sitting quietly in the peace of the harbor,, Waiting for another chance, Like us, clothed in … Continue reading
FREEDOM FROM ANXIETY
“Tiger Lilies” Art & Poetry by Kathy Boecher© When fears and worries are so real, We sometimes wonder why we feel, The pangs of deep depression. The weight’s extreme – we lose all hope, Our hearts grow sad – for … Continue reading
INNOCENCE
ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© Our lives begin in innocence, we are too young to know, But even in those fledgling years, we choose the way we go, Our minds are bright our will is strong, … Continue reading
GRACE
Just as I am, without one plea But that Thy blood was shed for me And that Thou bidd’st me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come. Just as I am, Thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, … Continue reading
FIND ME IF YOU CAN
ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© Psalm 32:7 “You are a hiding place for me; you preserve me from trouble; you surround me with shouts of deliverance.” Within the reeds and waving grasses, in a place that you can’t see, … Continue reading
I DIG DIRT
Ever since I was little I had a close attachment with dirt. I loved making mud pies. I enjoyed digging for worms. There was something about squishing your fingers through the moist soil in search of buried treasure or who knows what. … Continue reading
IN A FOG
ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© When days become diluted with the busyness of living, It messes with our vision, as if closing all the blinds, Our thoughts become polluted, our lives are unforgiving, Our heads become befuddled, and shadows fill our minds, The … Continue reading
THE BOTTOMLESS PIT
A number of years ago, I wrote a story about a huge tree in the center of town that had lived there for centuries. The tree itself had magical powers to open at the command of some Spanish words. The … Continue reading
