Into God’s Family

Into God's Family
by Michael Doyle

Like prodigals, we hit rock bottom,
Brokering what's right for what's rotten.
The self-righteous can be too blind to see.
The truth of grace is needed for you and me.

Returning home, we are still family.
We must, of course, accept this gracefully.
Both the righteous and the lost need rescue,
If only we'd take up our father's cue.

To live life is to become truly whole.
Each of us must learn to heal our souls.
The world shares its holy connection.
For those wandering lost and the Christian nation.

Unceasing anguish is felt in our sorrow,
As we look out into our tomorrow.
No longer standing in the way
Of the Lord's compassion, we turn to pray.

It's time to no longer focus inward.
It's time to turn our hearts outward.
Thinking of those who aren't in our community,
And inviting them, too, into God's family.

(c) May 2, 2025 Michael Doyle
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Time Will Tell

Time Will Tell
by Michael Doyle

To begin a family
Even in a place like Tahiti,
Is something to approach gently.
It will be if it's meant to be.

It was a day like any other,
If your day was another
Day filled with paradise.
But if you're looking for advice

Then, the path to finding treasure
Has a rhythmic pace with measure.
Each day is its own best day,
And meant to be spent in its own way

Life is full of doors that open and close,
Not always in the ways we would have chose.
In this modern world, hearts are the same way,
Whatever else there might be to say.

Like a flower blossoms and grows,
Love is love, as any true heart knows.
Life is filled with many sighs.
As truth would have it, this leads to compromise.

The way of finding treasure is not entirely our own.
It happens as it happens, together or alone.
Such is the way of love we need to know
It often starts with the seeds we sow.

It's in the search that we find
The dreams we cannot leave behind.
These are the kindnesses of discovery,
All the memories are waiting for recovery.

It is said that pearls were the first light,
To shine their hope into the world's night.
When you see what you want, grab on tight,
Time will tell you if you are right.

(c) May 2, 2025 Michael Doyle
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First Principles: Walking Is the Best Possible Exercise. Habituate Yourself To Walk Very Far

“Walking is the best possible exercise. Habituate yourself to walk very far.” – Thomas Jefferson

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Thought For the Day: Keep Away From People Who Try To Belittle Your Ambitions. Small People Always Do That, But the Really Great Make You Feel That You, Too, Can Become Great

“Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great.” – Mark Twain

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First Principles: On This National Day of Prayer and Remembrance, We Ask Almighy God To Watch Over Our Nation and Grant As Patience and Resolve In All That Is To Come

“On this National Day of Prayer and Remembrance, we ask almighty God to watch over our nation, and grant us patience and resolve in all that is to come. We pray that He will comfort and console those who now walk in sorrow. We thank Him for each life.” – George W. Bush


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Thought For the Day: The Fear of the Lord Is the Beginning of Wisdom

“The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom.” – Solomon

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Victory Worn

Victory Worn
by Michael Doyle

When we talk about my king,
I can't help but sing.
Wide awake with praise,
I lift my voice in all my days.

Into the world, He shines His light.
Darkness is defeated in this fight.
With Grace given on Calvary,
He has given me newfound dignity.

He parades like a lion who has arose
Wherever it is that He goes.
No enemy can hold Him down.
In Heaven, he wears the victory crown.

The stone rolled away to reveal
His holiness is powerfully real.
The Lamb gave His life for mine,
Sacrificially pure and given for mine.

For a moment, the Devil felt victory
As Jesus gave up His life for me.
Seamlessly, the holy veil was torn.
Heaven and earth have a victory worn.

(c) April 30, 2025 Michael Doyle
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First Principles: To Model Our Political Systems Upon Speculations of Lasting Tranquility Would Be To Calculate On the Weaker Springs of Human Character

“To model our political systems upon speculations of lasting tranquillity would be to calculate on the weaker springs of human character.” – Alexander Hamilton (1788)

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Thought For the Day: A Single Rose Can Be My Garden…A Single Friend, My World

“A single rose can be my garden… a single friend, my world.” -Leo Buscaglia, author, speaker, and professor (31 Mar 1924-1998)

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The Accidents of Love

The Accidents of Love
by Michael Doyle

Life is short and fleeting.
It leads to accidental meetings,
Some that can be meaningful in stride
If we do our best not to hide

The willingness to try
To say hello or smile in reply.
It turns out strangers care.
Our lives were born to share.

It's an adventure lived together,
Lived for love and moments that are better.
Step by step, we find our way.
It's all part of our living day.

Look around there's a lot to see,
Filled with love and possibility.
It's a gift for life to be seen,
And the secret of being a human being.

A life lived well has its romance.
If only we give it our best dance.
I'll never forget that it's how we met.
The truth of our journey is one I'll never forget.

Life turns out precisely as it is meant,
Maybe it's the message that Heaven sent.
Life isn't lived in it's distant miles,
But inch by inch, we measure it in smiles.

(c) April 29, 2025 Michael Doyle
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