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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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Art by Paul T. Boecher© A tangled mass of long spindly fingers, reach out desperately, Longing for the life-giving, thirst-quenching desire to go on, Roots, once deeply entrenched, now surface and meander through the muck, Facing obstacles unknown, yet pushing forward, yearning for … Continue reading
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© Our lives are like a thin, frayed thread, Our thoughts are filled with fear and dread, The tines of life like wildfire spread, We even wish that we were dead, Yet God would not release … Continue reading
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