“A disciple is one who thinks, feels and acts like Jesus Christ. It is being conformed to the image of Christ as Romans 8:28-29 states-that God’s No.1 purpose in our lives is to make us like Jesus.” – Rick Warren

“A disciple is one who thinks, feels and acts like Jesus Christ. It is being conformed to the image of Christ as Romans 8:28-29 states-that God’s No.1 purpose in our lives is to make us like Jesus.” – Rick Warren

“If Christ is in you, though the body is dead because of sin, yet the spirit is alive because of righteousness.” – Romans 8:10


Beneath the Skin
by Michael Doyle
There just beneath my skin
As simple as you please
Is the real me that begins
With the will not to appease
But to be just who I am inside
Behind my appearance, I hide
Disguised by the roles I play
Is the real me that stays
In all the tales that I've told
About the blues felt on the road
A thousand voices speak at me
Telling me all there could be
If only I would play the star
They feel my heart on this guitar
The notes that fall out as I play
All the little things I dare to say
Life is too often defined
Not by the individuals refined
But by our demanded roles
Never mind the depth of our souls
Husband, wife, son, and daughter
Holy mothers and rascals for fathers
It turns out that relational ties
Are too often the worst of our lies
In all the tales that I've told
About the blues felt on the road
A thousand voices speak at me
Telling me all there could be
If only I would play the star
They feel my heart on this guitar
The notes that fall out as I play
All the little things I dare to say
Even at this dreaded sense of distance
I hold on to my shattered insistence
That real intimacy is somehow possible
It's something I want to be capable
Real, rote, or false, we live for relationship
It's the idol that we live and worship
Ruminating on the muse of the infighting
Found in the words that others are writing
It's the radical love felt by our preference
As leap frog forward in our experience
Looking for something for our songs to say
To make ourselves deeper than the games we play
If only I would play the star
They feel my heart on this guitar
The notes that fall out as I play
All the little things I dare to say
Even at this dreaded sense of distance
I hold on to my shattered insistence
That real intimacy is somehow possible
It's something I want to be capable
(c) April 12, 2025 Michael Doyle
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“The secret of freedom lies in educating people, whereas the secret of tyranny is in keeping them ignorant.” – Maximilien Robespierre

“One day you will ask me which is more important? My life or yours? I will say mine and you will walk away not knowing that you are my life.” – Kahlil Gibran


Dire Consequences
by Michael Doyle
Back breeding and use of DNA sequence
Without thinking of possible consequences
Seems so easily at our potential expense
That I struggle to make it make any sense
Yes, what we have lost was wonderful
Almost all of it has been something beautiful
And true enough, man brought much adversity
That we almost owe it to restore biodiversity
Still, we must think of the DNA degradation
As we unleash beasts and disease on our nation
It isn't just a shout into a fearful dark
To think about results like Jurassic Park
The spirit of God will move across the face
As we revive not only our intentions but the trace
Of our misunderstood and unintended consequences
Iconic as the aspirations, what will be our recompense
Maybe we could focus on habitat loss and poaching
Taking greater care instead of habitually encroaching
As the world endures man and nature's climate change
We might protect and ease the way the world rearranges
Still, while man thinks of himself as the conservator
What happens when we are no longer the apex predator?
Planetary health is a subject of fantastic complexity
Let alone the vast considerations of balanced diversity
Will unintended germs and bacteria be part of innovation
In this new chapter of mankind's attempt at conservation?
Without pessimism, all the science, ethics, and the environment
Suggests a fragile bridge between what we get and what we meant
Still, as we look on the gray wolves turned into the dire
Approaching as we are, a border without any guard wire
Last seen 10,000 years ago, it headlines a resurrection story
That is filled with wonder, beauty, and approaches glory
We must pause and consider the implied toolkit of technology
That has come knocking at the door of biology and theology
The redesign of life and ecosystems is a synthetic biology
In which differences and sameness are more than symbology
It is one thing to play with puppies, but what of fully grown
There is too much that we do not know that needs to be known
Genetic engineering at this point is merely cosmetic tweaks
And these gray wolves might have more than a few missing links
Solutions are offered to public health and agriculture
Each nuance of this is something that we should work to nurture
Synthetic biology provides much to say about restoration
But each step requires responsibility and great explanation
Ecosystems are delicately balanced sets of interactions
Without a complete understanding of needed intersections
All of the unanswered questions have unpredictable consequences
How we proceed must depend, not on hope, but on evidence
What we have presently is an honest attempt at imitation
But nothing that close to scientific restoration
It's an experiment of well-intended progress for the dead
That only observation will prove the test outside our heads
(c) April 11, 2025 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

“A Nation that destroys its soil destroys itself.” – Franklin D. Roosevelt

“The old Lakota was wise. He knew that man’s heart, away from nature, becomes hard; he knew that lack of respect for growing, living things soon led to lack of respect for humans too.” – Luther Standing Bear


My Living Prayer
by Michael Doyle
Looking on the mountains
Down to the seas
Living waters from the fountains
I live my life to please
The God of generations
Bringer of true veneration
We need you, here and now
Believing in the somehow
That gets me day to day
As I live and pray
Knowing my true choice
Thankful in my own voice
In the day's communion
I make my spiritual reunion
It is wonderful and will suffice
In my connection to God's sacrifice
Each of us is saved through grace
From that moment that Jesus took our place
Peaceful in my living prayer
I know that God is always there
(c) April 10, 2025 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

“Responsibility, in order to be reasonable, must be limited to objects within the power of the responsible party, and in order to be effectual, must relate to operations of that power, of which a ready and proper judgment can be formed by the constituents.” – James Madison (1788)

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