Tag Archives: promise
ANOTHER WINTER WEATHER ADVISORY!
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 each day only adds to their girth. That … Continue reading
SPRING BREAK 2022
The calendar reads March 9th, but there is still a foot of snow on the ground, the temperature is hovering around 14 degrees, the sun is shining and for many young people it is a week designated for celebrating the … Continue reading
MORNING LIGHT
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© Shades of purple, mauve and fuschia, kiss the tender, newborn growth, Light creates most glorious patterns in the river to betroath, Skipping, dancing, with a passion, never seen in man’s own eyes, Mirrored … Continue reading
SPRING, SPRING, SPRING
“Every field wears a bonnet With some spring daisies on it, Even birds of a feather show their clothes off together. Sun’s gettin’ shinery, to spotlight the finery, Spring, Spring, Spring.“ FROM “SEVEN BRIDES FOR SEVEN BROTHERS” I love musical … Continue reading
PROMISE
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© Golden glow arises at dawn, kissing the trees awake, Brilliant tints inhabit the sky, shades for heaven they make, A ripple effect explodes there, shadows and light descend, The chill in the air refreshes, all … Continue reading
NECESSARY MOTHER
You’ve undoubtedly heard of my father-in-law, Judah. He was the fourth son of Jacob. His line would eventually produce the birth of David, the ancestor of the Messiah. He was one of Joseph’s brothers. I’m sure you’ve heard of him as well. Quite … Continue reading
DAY 6 JANUARY, 2016
Almost a week has gone by and all the resolutions made a few days ago may have already been discarded. We step from one year into another with hopes of making drastic changes, only to realize that life simply goes … Continue reading
ALL IN GOD’S TIMING
An empty cradle sat collecting dust in the quiet home of an elderly couple. Carved many years ago, by anxious hands – filled with soft blankets of lambs wool. Time passed and still the cradle remained empty. A sad scenario for many … Continue reading
MY LORD AND MY KING
Slipping through the sands of time Days grow shorter, nights sublime. The darkness is a safe escape in which my heart finds rest. The light of day brings promise, but days bring one more test. Who will help when time … Continue reading
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