Tag Archives: life after death
SWAN SONG . . .
(LEFT TO RIGHT – Me, Kathy Boecher as Pearl, behind me Crystal, next to me Christine, next to the clock our director, Viva, Sue, Elizabeth and Doreen. Missing, is Barb, who is enjoying the sun in Portugal.) This group of … Continue reading
SEEING HIM FACE TO FACE . . .
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER These two paintings were part of a collection of animal paintings Paul did for his grandchildren. The thing I like most about them is the eyes. They seem to be staring right … Continue reading
SUNRISE/SON RISE . . .
I snapped this picture of a hazy sunrise at about 6:30 this morning. It almost looks like the sun is resting between two wires. A cloudy mist fills the sky around it, failing to reveal the majesty of a colorful … Continue reading
WHERE CAN I HIDE?
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER In times of deep frustration, when all seems lost and gone, When tears of tribulaltion, become our daily song, Our Holy God, Almighty, provides a perfect spot, A quiet place of refuge, … Continue reading
SUNFLOWER SEEDS . . .
ART & POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER© The sunflower seeds have blossomed and the fields of yellow and brown, fill the land with glory and majesty for all who come to enjoy their beauty. These locations have been the perfect place … Continue reading
TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY . . .
“Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree.” Martin Luther What if there was no tomorrow? What if the world ended today? What if – what if – what … Continue reading
SILENT SATURDAY . . .
Joseph of Arimathea was a wealthy, influential man. He was a secret follower of Jesus, much like Nicodemus. Because of his status, he approached Pontius Pilate and boldly asked for the dead body of Jesus. He had a tomb, which … Continue reading
WHY DO WE CELEBRATE HOLY WEEK?
Yesterday, we celebrated the final entrance of Jesus into Jerusalem. He was honored with shouts of “Hosanna,” as he rode in on a donkey. In a matter of days, the crowd would turn on Him and chant, “Crucify Him, crucify … Continue reading
PAST SINS
There are times when old mistakes come back to haunt me. Even though I know that Jesus has paid for every one of them, they still live in my mind like a smoldering ember. I think that even believers in … Continue reading
FUZZY VISION
Days like today, when the sun is shrouded by a heavy haze, when the air is filled with smoke from other parts of the world, when no amount of washing will eliminate the dirt and grunge that fuzzes up our … Continue reading
WAITING FOR THE SON
His bruised and smitten body lay quiet in the grave,He gave His precious blood for me and all the world to save,There are no words to thank Him, to give love in return,God’s promise is fulfilled, within my heart does … Continue reading
EASTER MEMORIES
I recall the times when we would get all dolled up for Easter. Even the term, “dolled up,” is kind of telling. We put on our best. We wore brand, new clothes, shoes, hats, gloves and other adornments to celebrate … Continue reading
THE LAST DAYS OF JESUS
Jesus spent His final days talking to his disciples about what was about to soon take place. It had to be difficult for them to understand. They knew His purpose here on earth, but why did He have to die? … Continue reading
FINAL DAYS
ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© Reflections fill the waters still, the path is strewn with mist, The trees take on an Autumn glow, by sun they have been kissed, The grounds will soon be closed and … Continue reading
NEW DAY
When I went to bed last night, I didn’t think about the possibility of not waking up, but when you get to be my age, the odds of that happening become more likely. When we’re children we pray, “Now I … Continue reading
FEAR OF DEATH
THANATOPHOBIA – The extreme fear of death I have several friends who are personally experiencing terminal illnesses. There are also those who have relatives on their deathbeds. Some of those I know have lost those they loved and may be … Continue reading
HELL EXISTS
Depths of anguish – eternal fire parching swollen, thirsty lips – never ending pain, not experienced in life – inescapable hopelessness – constant falling deeper and deeper – no finish, no escape, no peace from suffering emotionally, physically, spiritually … Continue reading
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