A Mother's Day is a remembrance of love. It's devoted to following Heaven above. Angels sing of her righteous way Here on this, our holy Mother's Day.
Without a mother in this story, Where would be God's good glory. A silent night gave way to the virgin birth. A promise made and kept for peace on earth.
Nothing can take the mother's place, Filled with love and full of grace. A mother's face filled with love Is a life's first hint of Heaven above.
This savior's birth led t our redemption. We must keep this in our contemplation. With our savior's blessed arrival, It led to holiness and righteous revival.
Hearts unfold full of Heaven's power As we celebrate all of our mothers' hours. We think of the blessing of maternity, And know its part in the path of eternity.
“The true liberty of the press is amply secured by permitting every man to publish his opinion; but it is due to the peace and dignity of society, to inquire into the motives of such publications, and to distinguish between those which are meant for use and reformation, and with an eye solely to the public good, and those which are intended merely to delude and defame. To the latter description, it is impossible that any good government should afford protection and impunity.” – Thomas McKean
Some, if not many, might say this applies directly to such incidents as all these many incidents of TDS, such as the whack job conspiracy theorists claiming the multiple assassination attempts were fake.
Spiritual discipleship forms with rhythms of rest. It's a life of humility, and not a free-flowing test. It is said that the Sabbath is silence and solitude Lived in willing apprentice and loving gratitude.
The decision is made to live life fully relational. Every moment is to be experienced directly intentional. The imitation of the life of Christ removes life's hurry, And if there is some imperfection, why indeed worry?
With a gentle laugh given in a tarnished explanation The new age makes claims without substantiation. Our faith shapes our practices lived every single day, Just as does the conversation in how we choose to pray.
If you don't laugh, it's because you've missed the joke. It's the BuzzFeed burnout or putting on Christ's yoke. Technology has exacerbated giving God the vital room In one's life, by which we live in light and not gloom.
The modern world conspires against our spirituality, We live to know and do all without practicing humility. In this world of formulae reduced to too many TED Talks, It seems most, if not all, need a digital detox.
With a gentle laugh given in a tarnished explanation The new age makes claims without substantiation. Our faith shapes our practices lived every single day, Just as does the conversation in how we choose to pray.
Rapid-paced change has unmoored contemporary society, And this in turn has created a nonstop cycle of anxiety. But is the cafeteria of pop psychology a Christian answer Is t a matter of works or the healing of deadly cancer?
Heaven comes to believers through faith and God's grace Not through dramatic tropes we work through and embrace. Beware of agnostic demons found in spiritual archaeology Yet, there's utility found in Christian history
With a gentle laugh given in a tarnished explanation The new age makes claims without substantiation. Our faith shapes our practices lived every single day, Just as does the conversation in how we choose to pray.
“…I do not want agovernment that will take care of me, I want a government that will make other men take their hands off me so I can take care of myself.“ – Woodrow Wilson
Life's heaviness must dissipate Before it becomes life's fate. A little lightness never hurts anyone. Experiments made might still be fun.
One likes to believe in music's freedom, And that things might be permanent, if but seldom. It is played out with great drudgery, But something said with a smile becomes legendary.
Written then to the hinted subway's call Are the moments when time signatures fall. Strong melodies like these feel seamless, And don't leave the audience dreamless.
Bonds of love in old novels read Are linked together by slender threads. These came together on life's bold page While the modern age dances across the stage.
Stepping stones become a caress of steel As today's warriors learn to think and feel. Running with the wind, we were trying to find The childhood yesterdays that we had left behind.
Written then to the hinted subway's call Are the moments when time signatures fall. Strong melodies like these feel seamless, And don't leave the audience dreamless.
Buried in spaces of dark intensity, It's easy to get caught up in the immensity. A stranger isn't necessarily a long-awaited friend. The last nerve to this is found at a wit's end.
The same wheels keep on endlessly spinning, Just as they have since the very beginning. There has always been a whole lot to say, But must we hear it every single day?
Written then to the hinted subway's call Are the moments when time signatures fall. Strong melodies like these feel seamless, And don't leave the audience dreamless.
It makes you wonder, who pre-decided That the world will always be divided. In this world of the constantly collided, How did so many opinions get provided?
The nerds have stood united from the start. Stating boldly that integrity natters as much as heart. In all of life's stolid mass of enormity, Some would not be swallowed whole by conformity.
Written then to the hinted subway's call Are the moments when time signatures fall. Strong melodies like these feel seamless, And don't leave the audience dreamless.
(c) May 11, 2028 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Liberty consists in the freedom to do everything which injures no one else; hence the exercise of the natural rights of each man has no limits except those which assure to the other members of the society the enjoyment of the same rights. – Marquis de Lafayette
Have no doubt, you're allowed to question. We're allowed to ask anything, no hesitation. Hannah did when she was childless and in sorrow. She learned well to hold on to her tomorrow.
Heavens above and sweet mercy mild, Pain was inevitable without her child. Every life travels through troubles found, But we are defined by keeping our hearts sound.
Sometimes, even without any good reason, We travel through a rough season. Sometimes, our troubles bring us to purity As our trust in God becomes our surety.
We can hold on through these things, And be afflicted with what that brings. Or we can hold on to our pain, Knowing that, absent processing, we are chained.
Promises and holy covenants define our intention To be lived out within Biblical convention. Remember that a promise made is a promise to be kept, Memorialized in all the tears a mother has wept.
In dark times, we think about our torments. We know we make the difference between moments and movements. Vows made to God are marks of holiness or sin. Such is the way between man's God and fallen men.
We're on our knees, praying for intercession. We come in prayer seeking God's intercession. Invited to pour it all out from our souls, After all, it's Holy God who is in control.
Wherever we are, there He always is, too. Ever ready to listen to me and to you. We ask for the Lord's helpful preference As we strive to live our lives in reverence.
We pour our troubles out before they leak out. All of our anger, sorrow, and darkest doubt. We give to the Lord what we can't carry. And though we are wary, we dare not tarry.
Prayer is the mercy by which we are tasked, While finding difficulty in what is asked. But there is no substitute for our prayer. We learn to speak to our God, who is always there.
God doesn't heed vocabulary; He prefers integrity. Where He is needed, He listens intensely. Hannah's situation led to the birth of Samuel. It is in God's timing that we learn to be still.
God has a distinct ability to work for our good. This is true whether or not we have understood. We are stewards of all that God has readily given In our temporary passage of living as forgiven.
With open hands, we humbly live with gratitude. This is how we live in grace with the right attitude. We must entrust God with all that we live and are. This is the Holy path that will carry us far.
Every page in the Bible tells us of Christ's rising. Perhaps that truth should not be so surprising. Trusting in God allows us to rest in His authority, As Christians, we live fully n our vulnerability.
Processing all of our pain moves us to be where God wants us to be; God Himself is there. All of our burdens can be delivered to His feet, And in His love, we will never know true defeat.
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along
ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 