Thought For the Day: To Make the World A Friendly Place, One Must Show It A Friendly Face

“To make the world a friendly place, one must show it a friendly face.” – James Whitcomb Riley

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First Principles: History Does Not Long Entrust the Care of Freedom To the Weak Or the Timid

“History does not long entrust the care of freedom to the weak or the timid.” – Dwight D. Eisenhower

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The Harshness of Night

The Harshness of Night
by Michael Doyle

The modern world is often tragic.
It's lost more than a little magic.
A madman's bullet found its conversion.
Gone now are the days of extroversion.

Drinking more water to bring its ease,
We realize that the world is living disease.
Politics under the mark of Cain,
The eternal night cries alone, and in vain.

It may be too late to heed the warning
As the harshness of night becomes its mourning.
She had been glib in all she said
Until a would-be assassin's bullet found her head.

In a world of hate, we cannot outrun fear.
Is it too late to ease the bleeding tear?
The survivors carry the conversation.
Falling to our knees, we pray for our nation.

There is angry evil traveling on Main Street.
No one has a smile left to greet.
What's left is the cracked cognition,
Just below the surface is a plea for recognition.

It may be too late to heed the warning
As the harshness of night becomes its mourning.
She had been glib in all she said
Until a would-be assassin's bullet found her head.

Looking back, there would become a future
In which sentence fragments were to nurture.
Stories of a happier time that felt sublime,
Now it's disappeared as if an emotional crime.

Lost in the substrate of a hurt world's grind,
She has lost her words but not her mind.
Bursts of words travel in images that cost,
So much more than has been forever lost.

It may be too late to heed the warning
As the harshness of night becomes its mourning.
She had been glib in all she said
Until a would-be assassin's bullet found her head.

To a warrior, adversity is a relative thing.
Never mind the confusion or the trouble it brings.
Fake truth can be unsociable like messages from a box.
It can feel lonely and under too many locks.

In an elephant's graveyard, there's a forgotten memory.
It's a struggled plight to remain in the family.
Yet, in a flurry of word bursts across the pages,
This life's mystery might be one for the slang of sages.

It may be too late to heed the warning
As the harshness of night becomes its mourning.
She had been glib in all she said
Until a would-be assassin's bullet found her head.

(c) July 21, 2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

Dedicated to Gabby Giffords
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As My World Ends

As My World Ends
by Michael Doyle

Too little, too late,
It was a twist of fate.
Now, forever stands between,
And I don't know what it means.

Now, my lifetime is too long.
I don't know if I'm this strong.
Close to Heaven, I'm tougher now.
I'll mumble through somehow.

I'm tougher now as my world ends.
We were lovers; we were best friends.
And as I hear the benediction tone,
I find my heart alone.

Fire and vengeance have destroyed my ego,
Leaving me wondering what will be left to show.
I make my own weather under my skin.
It's a love disease bled into original sin.

Sometimes, I rise like a runaway,
Living free, even if, for just one day.
My enemy is borne inside like a burning sun.
Until I die, this battle won't be done.

I'm tougher now as my world ends.
We were lovers; we were best friends.
And as I hear the benediction tone,
I find my heart alone.

(c) July 21, 2026 Michael Doyle
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Thought For the Day: You’re Only Given A Little Spark of Madness. You Mustn’t Lose It

“You’re only given a little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it.” – Robin Williams

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First Principles: The Liberty of A Nation Depends Upon the Vigilance of A Few

“The liberty of a nation depends upon the vigilance of a few.” – Francis Lightfoot Lee

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Grown Into Purpose

Grown Into Purpose
by Michael Doyle

In all times, God grows us with purpose,
So that we are fit to perform our service.
Conformed as we are in God's holy wisdom,
All that we serve well in Heaven's kingdom.

The Prophet Elisha fit into this sort of frame
He served his good purpose despite his name.
Elijah and Elisha were prophetic bookends,
There were enough stories to have made them friends.

Lives are lived openly and on display,
How we live sets our example more than we say.
Faith arrives in its spiritual confluence,
The example given is, indeed, our only influence.

Life is either learned in sincere imitation,
Or it is limited by the fallacies of observation.
Imitating Paul as he imitated Christ isn't arrogance.
It is, indeed, a matter of correct observance.

Elisha's story demonstrates the use of the ordinary
To push the limits and truly become extraordinary.
12 teams of oxen point to Elisha's financial security.
Yet, wealth does not rescue life from its obscurity.

The truth of life is the price that was paid on the cross,
To love Christ as God is the victory that has no loss.
To give your life of worth into giving Christian service
Is to finally understand life's truest sense of purpose.

Each of us walks this world in our mantle of authority.
It is in this that we learn to recognize God's sovereignty.
This, then, details the difference in one another's calling.
From the mother's womb God has known our precise falling.

Falling into who exactly we are each meant to be.
This is the extraordinary way of what we're yet to see.
A large part of God's plan is that we walk in love,
Realizing that those around us are also loved by God above.

Our greater prayers by which we start out each day
Is that the Lord God find use for us that given day.
Our prayers aren't meant to ask for a blessing each day,
It is to gratefully be a righteous servant in every way.

Our path is to be surrender, sacrifice, and service.
It's only in this way that we live up to our purpose.
In this surrender, there will be no going back,
And in taking on the mantle of God, there is no fade to black.

(c)July 19, 2026 Michael Doyle
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Thought For the Day: Absorb What Is Useful, Discard What Is Not, Add What Is Uniquely Your Own

“Absorb what is useful, discard what is not, add what is uniquely your own.” – Bruce Lee

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First Principles: The Issue Today Is the Same As It Has Been Throughout All History, Whether Man Shall Be Allowed To Govern Himself Or To Be Ruled By A Small Elite

“The issue today is the same as it has been throughout all history, whether man shall be allowed to govern himself or be ruled by a small elite.” – Thomas Jefferson

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Thought For the Day: Apart From the Cross, There Is No Other Ladder By Which We May Get To Heaven

“Apart from the cross, there is no other ladder by which we may get to heaven.” – Rose of Lima

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