“Self-actualizing people are those who have come to a high level of maturation, health and self-fulfillment… the values that self-actualizers appreciate include truth, creativity, beauty, goodness, wholeness, aliveness, uniqueness, justice, simplicity, and self-sufficiency.” – Abraham Maslow
The times of the Judges were a redemptive cycle of strife, Brutally reflective of that time's strident life. In Ruth, Naomi is crushed and lost without pity. She was compelled by hunger to quit Israel's Jewry.
Crisis was averted in this harvest of a story. The road walked taught of God's bleeding victory. Israel and Moab were locked in steadfast enmity. Since the days of Moses, each was the other's enemy.
It came down to how each defined the other's morality, And as always, that came down to a remembrance of infamy. Bitter and lost inside the downside of emptiness, Naomi became Mara and was caught up in all of this.
Rolling like a hitched wagon lost on the edge of survival, Hope was all that awaited at Bethlehem's arrival. Ruth chose to walk the path of faith and love. She sought and fought for these things from above.
Moab fed the fires of its idol as a wrong-minded nation, Giving up its sacrifice as the wages of its manipulation. Even false believers will follow their God into the unknown. We do this in full faith of God's truth shown.
Boaz loved her first for her behavior and reputation. Ruth's character was impeccable by faith's foundation. Treating well those who could offer her no benefit. This was the actual tell that informed the needed fit.
Life and love come down to well-lived intentionality. It's about living the righteous life in all actuality. We evidence this by acting with forthright initiative. As our soul dances a joyful hallelujah in our declarative.
The kinsman redeemer pays the required price. Boaz, then Jesus, made the necessary sacrifice. In doing this, they showed conflict's resolution, And did so through righteous contribution.
(c) June 7, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“Love has within it a redemptive power. And there is a power there that eventually transforms individuals. Just keep being friendly to that person. Just keep loving them, and they can’t stand it too long. Oh, they react in many ways in the beginning. They react with guilt feelings, and sometimes they’ll hate you a little more at that transition period, but just keep loving them. And by the power of your love they will break down under the load. That’s love, you see. It is redemptive” – Martin Luther King Jr.
Chords splash down the hallways Reminding me of my earliest days. All the records with wings on, They don't require another time zone.
Leading the procession down the crosswalk, They were bent over in the doubletalk. Walking back into the places called home, There's zero chance of crashing alone.
If the walls could sing, The sweet memories they'd bring. Striking yesterday's passages for tomorrow, Built in sunshine has no time for sorrow.
The magic that was heard happening here, There's not a chance that it will ever disappear. Dreams like this are born to never die. It's a spirited thing with no question why.
The walls are filled with the past's vibration. It fills the heart with magical inspiration. Saint John's Wood, Studio Number Three, Abbey Road captured Elgar's waxen symphony.
If the walls could sing, The sweet memories they'd bring. Striking yesterday's passages for tomorrow, Built in sunshine has no time for sorrow.
In this studio, like almost no other, A waxen disc would become the mother Of generations of music through rock ' n ' roll. In came Cliff Richard with an easy stroll.
Rock ' n ' roll was once dismissed as strange, But t filled the world with its musical change. Along came the year of 1900 and Sixty-Two And a Liverpool hit was made from "Love Me Do."
If the walls could sing, The sweet memories they'd bring. Striking yesterday's passages for tomorrow, Built in sunshine has no time for sorrow.
In a zone of pleasure that pleased you and me, There was a new sound in the music industry. Shaking it up with a bit of twist and shout, There were newish vibes that came to remove all doubt.
There is a bit of soul in every given note. You can hear it reflected in every chorus they wrote. An aura of happiness lived in every song. Every note found a pocket to belong.
If the walls could sing, The sweet memories they'd bring. Striking yesterday's passages for tomorrow, Built in sunshine has no time for sorrow.
(c) June 6, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
When the world keeps coming, The joy of the Lord keeps me running. With each day comes a new dawn. With the rising Son, darkness is soon gone.
This day, the Lord has made, Brings joy that will never fade. In all my living, loving days, My heart is full of praise.
Thankfully, filled with God's presence. Every house of worship has His essence. We gather in prayerful contemplation, And remain grateful for our redemption.
The miracles, they keep coming, As all my days keep running. Always coming, forming from each other In joyous love for one another.
There is healing in all His ways, Bringing reverent beauty in all our days. All of our days are filled with God's love As we practice our ways from above.
Thankfully, filled with God's presence. Every house of worship has His essence. We gather in prayerful contemplation, And remain grateful for our redemption.
“I wish you a wrestling match with your Creative Muse that will last a lifetime. … I wish craziness and foolishness and madness upon you. May you live with hysteria, and out of it make fine stories – science fiction or otherwise. Which finally means, may you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.” – Ray Bradbury
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