Logical Pursuit

Though it ultimately comes down to faith, belief is also about evidence and applying logic to this evidence.

My Surreal World in Plusia Land -Linked Palmistry

Logical Pursuit
by Michael Doyle

Saying no over and over and then again
Is the path of righteousness that we walk
The path chosen is not perfection from sin
But that habitually we choose to follow our talk

This then is our new path of integrity
Declining to walk in the darkness
But walking instead in light and purity
Not sinless but sinning less despite life's harshness

The Lord has taken our place in death
Giving us new life in which to live
And it's meant to be lived in holiness to our least breath
Living in love and in all things to forgive

The newness of life begins at the cross
With our Lord we too are crucified
In this, we gain; it is not our loss
In His name, we have become sanctified

Never mind the excuses of authenticity 
In letting that get in the way of transformation
Regardless of the seeming enormity
Let's God's plan serve as your explanation

Saved as we are from our immorality
We owe a debt given in gratitude
This path of holiness walks us past fatality
Giving to each of us the best sort of attitude

Each of us comes to the world as a work in progress
Hardened hearts given way to ones of love
In that fallibility to which we must confess
We earnestly seek our way into Heaven above

Knowing full well that sin will reign when it can
And knowing deeper, we are less under law than grace
Its the same for us all; every woman and man
Let our Holy God's will be what we embrace

Decisions are simpler with priorities clear
We know what it is that we need
And whose ways to cling to; keeping these near
It's the ways of God taken to seed

Repentance paves the way to restoration
As the Holy Spirit fingers our conviction
We work our way from milk to spiritual maturation
May our prayers be that our walk gives this indication

(c) July 27, 2020  Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

 

 

 

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Writer, poet, musician, surfer, father of two princesses.
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