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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 THOUGHT -FLOWERS
Original art collaboration by Paul T. and Kathy Boecher “Hydrangeas” acrylic.©. This painting was created first by me and enhanced by the real artist in the house. My love of flowers and his creative abilities helped to bring my … Continue reading
RANDOM THOUGHT – MERCY
Original art by Paul T. Boecher© Mercy is a gift of undeserved kindness. When we become merciful we radiate as a reflection of Christ.
RANDOM THOUGHT – TIME
Have you ever noticed how slowly the sands in an hourglass move at the beginning of their descent? Somewhat like life – things start out full and as time slips away, the sand rushes to its demise. Our later years … Continue reading
RANDOM THOUGHT – DREAMS
I wonder where dreams come from. Are they a cacophony of our daily lives or simply stirrings in the heart of our imagination? Do they serve a purpose? When ever a creative person dreams, he’s taking all those elements … Continue reading
RANDOM THOUGHT SUMMER
Original art by Paul T. Boecher© Those long, hot and steamy days of summer, raging with triple digit temps – all the boats moored in the marina, too tired to fill the sails with nonexistent wind. All the crew … Continue reading
RANDOM THOUGHT HIDING PLACE
Original pencil drawing by Paul T. Boecher© God created every crevice and crease within the mountains of stone. He brought life forth from the rocky places. He sustains and nourishes every living thing. What makes us think we can … Continue reading
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
JUST A BABY BOY
He was just a little baby boy, but like no other one. He fussed and cried like babies do, but this was God’s own Son. People came to see the King and found Him in a place Unlike all other … Continue reading
SEEK, KNOCK AND ASK
His life was a mess. He was tattered and torn; still he slowly approached the door, He had lost every hope. He was broken and worn. Yet he felt there had to be more, With all of his might, with … Continue reading
A MASK CAN’T HIDE YOU
Is life just a moment when we pass through time – when our hopes and dreams lead to amazing adventures or fall by the wayside and get trampled deep into the ground? Are we placed here for a purpose, … Continue reading
SHED BLOOD
Crimson stains the sand. People running, hiding, covering themselves and others, Fear ensues, then pain, followed by anger and rage, Faces and heads shrouded in black, too cowardly to show themselves, Thoughts of waging a righteous war against those who … 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
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
THIS ISN’T WHERE I LIVE
This planet’s not my home. I am an alien here. This place is just a hardened shell encasing sin and fear. The shell is hard to crack. There’s only one who can. He is the Lord of heaven. The Son … Continue reading
LONG WINTER
Trying to find the beauty in an endless winter is like looking at your reflection in a mirror and hoping to recapture your youth.. It seems that new life will never surface again. Everything is cold and dead. The green … Continue reading
MY GOD AND KING
You are my only King, sweet Jesus, meek and small. You came in deep humility to help me to stand tall. You lift me up, dear, Lord – you lead me in your way And now I praise your holy … Continue reading
WHITER THAN SNOW
Moon beams sift through pines on fallen snow. Light sufficient to find the way back home. A heavy load weighs on resistant ice below. Weight of the world upon that glistening dome. The tree of life stands firmly in its … Continue reading
LORD OF THE HARVEST
How can I thank you, Lord, for all you’ve done for me? Your perfect love surrounds me and sets my spirit free. You’ve taken all my sins away. You cleanse my heart both night and day. I come without one … Continue reading
Fire
Crackling flames spit sparks onto the sides of a fire pit. Golden toasted marshmallows hang tightly to a green branch. The chill of winter invades your joints and consumes your breath. A fleecy blanket caresses your shoulders. You move closer. … Continue reading
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