My ex-wife recovers from surgery on this Mother's Day I gave up the weekend she owed to show in some sort of way That I wish her to recover and want my daughters to tend To her over being paid back for another wrong on her end
As I spend this day alone, I find myself thinking about All those things life has left in and what was left out I wished when my mother knew her time was finished and done That I might have pulled a miracle like some better son
Momma used to always make the time to pray And stumbled into Jesus along her way She wouldn't go to church because of things done But she had a personal relationship with the Son
She taught me it was best to go and quietly pray And to always keep the Lord present throughout my day I've never known anyone more loving and brave And she quietly taught me about the power that saves
I saw her go through a lot in her too-short a life Keeping her grace despite life's struggle and strife There were times she'd call on God to give her strength And kept her composure and compassion throughout it's length
For those she encountered found just outside the door She always showed love and compassion, sharing her more Lord, how I miss my mother today, even though I know That she's in Heaven spending time with you, I hope it shows
That her traces live on every day in her imperfect son I look back with a tear and laugh at the things I've done And on this Mother's Day, I go out looking at nature As she had taught me and hope she'd be happy at how I matured
I find myself down the trail and pray on this Mothers Day And hope I've done well with my precious daughters in my way I still remember things momma said and the lessons she taught And I live them my best, as she would have lovingly sought
(c) May 13, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“It is the duty of every man to render to the Creator such homage…Before any man can be considered as a member of Civil Society, he must be considered as a subject of the Governor of the Universe.” – James Madison
“What the survival of threatened languages means, perhaps, is the endurance of dozens, hundreds, thousands of subtly different notions of truth.” – Mark Abley, Spoken Here: Travels Among Threatened Languages
On Mother's Day, I have my inspiration, Finding faith in every day's dedication Like Joshua, I try to live brave Following the ways of God until my grave
In every generation, the baton passes on God will be with my children long after I'm gone He is faithful in all many things He does And I step out in faith, knowing His love, and because
God has upheld His promises in every way Leading by His light throughout my days As for me and my house, we'll serve the Lord Holding scripture as our shield and sword
Naturally, there is God present in the divine I stand confident that my life serves to define How, even in days of questioning and confusion I will walk each day bravely, having no illusions
Great families are made on purpose and by design Following the paths craved by believing in the divine As we blaze down the road of life, we live our decisions Knowing that our guiding light provides precision
God has upheld His promises in every way Leading by the light throughout my days As for me and my house, we'll serve the Lord Holding scripture as our shield and sword
Anchoring all of us are holding to God's ways We know these purposes will better our coming days Following scriptural lessons help us follow Him better We know this vision will get us through together
Godly homes understand the symbols and speech Shining the intentions of the Godly to all within reach There in the environments that we allow to surround We let our faith thrive and greatly abound
God has upheld His promises in every way Leading by His light throughout my days As for me and my house, we'll serve the Lord Holding scripture as our shield and sword
As parents, we must be careful not to seem oppressive Instead, leaning on what influences and is impressive To bring up young human beings filled up with respect Being decent and carefully never allowing any neglect
It is there in our choices made every day It is to live out the Truth in every way God's word is living and highly interactive Life is meant to be lived reflective not reactive
God has upheld His promises in every way Leading by His light throughout my days As for me and my house, we'll serve the Lord Holding scripture as our shield and sword
God's boundaries serve as necessary blessings The connections given remove the need for guessing It's okay to live a life of authenticity Only so much as it is done through integrity
Life's challenges serve in and out of life's tests We must live God's grace to live the best This requires us to be anchored in our conscience Keeping the Lord there and living in His presence
God has upheld His promises in every way Leading by His light throughout my days As for me and my house, we'll serve the Lord Holding scripture as our shield and sword
Acting Godly will weaken accusations by the adversary And instead, strengthen the faithful to the contrary These actions will show the faithful as easy to know Our Father is best known by His grace that we show
The commitment to this is made knowing the cost As we find our way toward God instead of being lost Every day of joy is one filled with things that nurture And when we follow this pat, it brings our best future
God has upheld His promises in every way Leading by His light throughout my days As for me and my house, we'll serve the Lord Holding scripture as our shield and sword
With Christ's birth, Joy was delivered and received In a cosmic shift that prevailed against the deceived Deeper and greater things were yet to come These things kept our world leak-proof in the kingdom
In all of this we choose peace in all that we live Peace with God, peace with ourselves, and peace we give Through this transcending grace is received the light That shines its purity to drive back the darkness of night
God has upheld His promises in every way Leading by His light throughout my days As for and my house, we'll serve the Lord Holding scripture as our shield and sword
As children of God we are the bringers of peace Through our paths, we'll bring the world's release Each person finds their own sort of righteous day The best lived lives follow God's holy ways
(c) May 12, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
I wish all the mothers out there the happiest and holiest Mother’s Day! This is your day that God and this nation have set aside to honor all it means to be a mother. Thank you for making that choice!
For those of us who have already lost our mothers, trust that I earnestly feel your pain. I miss my mom today very much. I had a dream about her last night. It was more like a memory. I remember and dreamt about being so young I was barely able to stand and my mom feeding me some apple sauce from a giant light brown bowl decorated with some simple blue trim. What I remember most is that overwhelming feeling of love and warmth and the certainty that my world was safe and wonderful and that my sister and I were deeply loved by our mother.
Once again, I stand reminded of a weight That my days are numbered and have a date On which no more effort will be to my gain I push forward that my life is not in vain
It amounts to the cost of my own life to me All the troubles in my soul and yet to be This is that something that isn't very nice However much it goes against all sage advice
These are my life's bangers flashing in my head The things done and the too much that was said The memories that I cannot leave alone or behind The visions in my sight permanently in my mind
Like a tortured poet, this is my soul undressed As I stare at the ceiling looking at my own mess The tears flooding my eyes are not half as blinding As my conscience shouting and constantly reminding
Like a fan-boy, I stand listening about my ability What it means when shaped to it's great capability But then, when I'm alone, I suffer the quiet drama Of my life lived through in all its naked trauma
Like the ancient mariner, you grab at my albatross Whispering what could go wrong and of all the loss I know beyond knowing that I am besieged by death I have been the one breathing my supposed last breath
And each time, I have managed to get up once again Knowing the strength of my soul is really my best friend Maybe the everyday opportunities offer their invitations But I think maybe I'm best served by my inner convictions
(c) May 11, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“Constitutions of civil government are not to be framed upon a calculation of existing exigencies, but upon a combination of these with the probable exigencies of ages, according to the natural and tried course of human affairs.” – Alexander Hamilton (1788)
President Biden should take heed that his acts to usurp the powers invested in the Legislature including but not limited to “cancellation” (transfer of student loan debt to the People from the true debtors) is unconstitutional).
ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 