Tag Archives: Poetry by Kathy Boecher
SIT WITH ME A WHILE, LORD . . .
POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER My daughter, Amy, is still in the hospital. She is getting better but will have an additional procedure today to stabilize her. Prayers are appreciated for her complete recovery. Days of longest waiting make me yearn … Continue reading
WALK WITH ME, LORD . . .
Walk with me, Lord, Jesus. Hold your hand in mine. Protect the ones who love you, and your truth divine. Help me through the tough times, give me peace of mind, Clear malicious thoughts I have. Your faithfulness to find. … Continue reading
JESUS PRICELESS TREASURE . . .
Isn’t it amazing the amount of stuff we collect over a lifetime? When I look at my “treasures” they are nothing compared to the life blessed by my Savior, Jesus. We may find something of value in our belongings – … Continue reading
GARDENING 101 . . .
WATERCOLOR ART BY KATHY BOECHER It’s hotter than blazes out there. I feel like MInnesota has become the new garden state, because I’m seeing all kinds of beautiful gardens this year. Perhaps there’s something good to say about global warming. … Continue reading
PRELUDE TO AMERICA’S BIRTHDAY
POETRY & INSPIRATION BY KATHY BOECHER No matter how you feel about our country and what’s going on right now, I believe there will always be hope for her future when we put our faith in God. He has promised … Continue reading
RAGING WATERS . . .
POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER© I just realized that it’s National Poetry Month and I should’ve posted a poem a day. I’m relying on my collection of poems for material this morning. The following piece relates the waters that rage through … Continue reading
WHO KNEW . . .
This photograph was taken on Paul’s 40th birthday. It’s a wonderful memory of a surprise that truly was a surprise. After a very long day of photo shooting for a client, the photographer and Paul made it back to the … Continue reading
HIS WORD IS TRUTH . . .
Those of us who call ourselves writers, cannot compete with the oldest book in time. There is nothing like it. It’s the inspired Word of the One who created time and eternity. It’s His Spirit being penned by human hands. … Continue reading
STAY THE COURSE . . .
A typical news day throws headlines at us that would depress even the most hard hearted of people. We read things like “Abolish I.C.E,” or “Brutal temperatures in Midwest,” or “Incredible Fraud in Minnesota,” or “Iran Threatens Massive Response,” or … Continue reading
HE HAD A DREAM . . .
Today we honor the man, Martin Luther King, Jr. and the work he accomplished in the 1960’s. I remember viewing his “I have a dream” speech on television as a young woman. I especially recall his words about looking forward rather … Continue reading
LIVE EACH DAY AS IF IT WERE YOUR LAST . . .
POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER As we begin another year, it’s a good idea to look ahead rather than back. What’s gone is gone. What has passed is in the past. Each new day is a second chance for us. We … Continue reading
A REPRIEVE FOR A MOUSE . . .
This is my second rendition of “Twas the Night Before Christmas.” Maybe I should do a new one each year. I haven’t seen any mice running around the house so far this year. Even the trap has gone untouched. I … Continue reading
WHAT’S THAT NOISE . . .
POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER The Advent season is upon us. Our focus should be on the coming Messiah, but somehow the commercialization of this time of year kicks in and we might fall victim to some of the outside influences. … Continue reading
TIME PASSING . . .
POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER TODAY IS THE 8TH OF NOVEMBER – ONE WEEK OF THE MONTH ALREADY PASSED – TIME STOPS FOR NO ONE – A BLESSING, YES FOR THOSE OF US WHO STILL LIVE TO SEE ANOTHER DAY. FOR … Continue reading
STORY POLES – TOTEMS – OR IDOLS?
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER Many folks have special sculptures that enhance the garden space. They choose cherubs small and angels tall to decorate the place, In my backyard it’s not that way. Art adorns with sculpted … Continue reading
ASLEEP ON THE HAY . . .
POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER A most unlikely King was born upon that Christmas day –No purple robes or crown of gold. His bed was made of hay.But in that lowly place, within a manger smallLay Jesus, Christ, the Son of … Continue reading
DELIVERY DAY . . .
POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER Your tiny, dimpled hands reaching up to your mother’s breast – Your soft, fuzzy head nestling closer to her. How did you sleep on that first night of your birth? You were helpless – in a … Continue reading
GLITZ, GLITTER AND BLING . . .
It’s that most wonderful time of the year. At least that’s what the song says. Store windows are filled with sparkles, lights and glitter galore. The tree stands in the center of your living room, filled with more lights and … Continue reading
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