Ceaselessly, we run death's drill, Hoping to catch a little thrill. The executive of this exercise Leaves the terrorist none too wise.
We drilled hoping for the green light, Knowing the expert's grace into the night. We stressed to be the best we can. The winner gets bragging rights for his wingman.
It's the team effort that gains victory. It's been that way through history. We let it sink in to keep us humble As we separate through the rough and tumble.
How we got here depends on our inspiration. How we stay here is 90% perspiration. The best, they say, have some kind of holy lock. It's the sharpest of all who know how to rock.
We go the extra mile to close in on the win. Yet we know full well, we'll be at it again. It feels like all the yesterdays come crashing in. The conversation of war never seems to end.
It's the team effort that gains victory. It's been that way through history. We let it sink in to keep us humble As we separate through the rough and tumble.
This life is best slowed without hurry. It's a dance of parts sorted without worry. At least on the surface to be seen. But in the end, we're all human beings.
Hidden emotions are an old dusty road. There are so many stories that never get told. Who's to say if that's the bad or the good. The ops go on, and that's understood.
It's the team effort that gains victory. It's been that way through history. We let it sink in to keep us humble As we separate through the rough and tumble.
God forgives the things going bump in the night. We can only pray to get things right. As we wander through places we don't belong. Our best hope is to keep the coffee strong.
We trust in ourselves; we trust in each other. Every man on the team is our living brother. Who is to say who there is that is expendable. All we can hope is we all prove dependable.
It's the team effort that gains victory. It's been that way through history. We let it sink in to keep us humble As we separate through the rough and tumble.
(c) October 24, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“If man is to survive, he will have learned to take a delight in the essential differences between men and between cultures. He will learn that differences in ideas and attitudes are a delight, part of life’s exciting variety, not something to fear.” – Gene Roddenberry
And now the Left very unkindly seeks to make all of mankind one set of ideas and attitudes and dares to call itself “woke.” Sleepwalking while drinking Kool-Aid doesn’t count as awake. Celebrating the differences does.
“If religious books are not widely circulated among the masses in this country, I do not know what is going to become of us as a nation. If truth be not diffused, then error will be. If God and His Word are not known and received, the devil and his works will gain the ascendency. If the evangelical volume does not reach every hamlet, the pages of a corrupt and licentious literature will. If the power of the gospel is not felt throughout the length and breadth of this land, anarchy and misrule, degradation and misery, corruption and darkness will reign without mitigation or end.” – Daniel Webster
“Success is no accident. It is hard work, perseverance, learning, studying, sacrifice, and most of all, love of what you are doing or learning to do.” – Pele
To pay the price of brutality, He did it with compassion. Going through Hell for humanity, It was not a statement of fashion.
It was a call for action, To be lived for fully with satisfaction. That we have given our best service, In living out God's steady purpose.
Our worship is not a ritual, Nor is it meant to be habitual. We have, since our start Walked this walk by our hearts.
One by one, we answered the call. Unwilling to live up to Eden's fall. But instead to flourish in the kingdom, We do this with interest and then some.
This isn't a Sunday-only confession Walked out in ceremonial procession. We take up our crosses to share the spirit To the passersby and all who will hear it.
(c) October 21, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
More than the words of a church service, Each of us is here to live out our purpose. There are the moments that we are inspired To move beyond exhaustion and tiredness.
There comes a time when something must be done, And we are kept alive by the Father and the Son. Stephen became a martyr bearing his witness, Upholding his faith despite persistent harshness.
The weight of life is as hard as it is real. Truth holds the profound beauty of the dead. Preservation has always been part of the story. Though it is painful, it is part of the glory.
Prayer best leads the spiritual journey. And if we are faithful to our very destiny. The early church was set out in holy Acts. It is a witnessed testimony to the spiritual facts.
Growth comes to the Christian community, And this brought conflict to the Christian family. Leaders must be chosen from those with a good reputation. This isn't trivial but an exacting point of limitation.
Lies often form the basis of accusations. This was the case against Stephen in full explanation. It is not blasphemy to end the concealment And to speak plainly how Christ came as the Bible's fulfillment.
Integrity demands the dropping of all pretense. Only what is true deserves our defense. Jesus, standing to the right of God, stood in full authority, And He did so to honor Stephen's wounded dignity.
Recognizing that frailty of mankind As Stephen was stoned, he forgave his attackers for being blind. Falsely accused of blasphemy, and not given any forgiveness, Stephen asked God that fallen humanity be so forgiven.
It is given that to be Christian leads to persecution. This is beyond any honest efforts at disputation. Persecution has continued through our modern day. Our best answer is to quietly and earnestly pray.
(c) October 21, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“The truth is that if Israel were to put down its arms, there would be no more Israel. If the Arabs were to put down their arms, there would be no more war.” – Benjamin Netanyahu
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
