Rumor Is…

Rumor Is...
by Michael Doyle

Rumor is that happiness
Is not a preconceived moment of bliss
But a journey through the years
Taken awhile with all of your peers

Who feel as though they've lived theirs right
While yours has been a constant fight
Faceless and somehow nameless
They pretend themselves blameless

As if it turns out the way to live
Of course, you're supposed to instantly forgive
As if the voices hadn't said
To ignore those shouting in your head

This war of theirs is not yours
And while peace and understanding are cures
Adequate to fix this conflict's tasks
It turns out they didn't bother to ask

Your opinions should be those they've given
And if you blink, it won't be forgiven
It's a heck of world in which we're living
When even Christians stumble over forgiving

(c) February 3, 2025 Michael Doyle
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First Principles: What Lies Behind Us and What Lies Before Us As Are Tiny Matters Compared To What Lies Within Us

“What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Thought For the Day: Quietly Endure, Silently Suffer and Patiently Wait

“Quietly endure, silently suffer and patiently wait.” – Martin Luther King Jr.

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Under the Banner of God

Under the Banner of God
by Michael Doyle

Solid in the righteousness of divinity
The Bible spells out God's theology
It is rooted in its stubborn conviction
Of which there is no better indication

Than the truth that is vividly told
As God's glorious story openly unfolds
There is only one way to get right
That is to walk by the shine of God's light

Not our wills but God's will be done
Served as we worship His only begotten Son
The gospel serves up to us our peace and grace
This is the simply put truth that we embrace

Buckets of other beliefs cannot hold
The saintly lives our God has foretold
We are best off following the grand design
It is best lived following the divine

Random and wobbly the other paths are rough
We find that indifference is simply not enough
Stoics and other philosophers grasp at morality
Only to find that without grace, it leads to fatality

To follow God's code is not a matter of pride
But instead to follow God's law inside
Justice, logic, and adherence to age old truth
Are the principles we follow from our youth

Where we start from determines are walk as right
To be the the guiding force behind God's light
We must put into play the holy perspective
Through this show we have rightly applied God's correctives

Otherwise, we are varnished but without real substance
We must follow the true path of God's permanence
Or we will find that we come up fairly shallow
We want to be the light but turn out merely shadow

Circumcision and baptism are outward reflections
Of what is lived as inward transformation
Paul came stepping on everyone's toes
But he was only saying what everybody knows

The critical journy is without any mistake
Beginning with the recognition of the path we take
We come looking for hope and spiritual healing
Knowing God's redemptive peace is more than a feeling

We undertake the discipline of discipleship
As we follow through on the paths of worship
All to follow God as we respond to His holy call
We find the truest love is found within His law

Inward and outward, our journey will hit a wall
Invoking the spiritual crisis that is God's call
To breakthrough and reach out as is right
Christ's love brings our darkness into heavenly light

In all the colors of God's divine expression
Praise belongs and is given with our impression
As we pray that God's kingdom duly comes
And our hearts allow our God's will to be done

(c) February 2, 2025 Michael Doyle
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Thought For the Day: The Best Way To Renew Thought Is To Outside the Human Imagination

“The best way to renew thought is to go outside the human imagination.” —Bernard Werber

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First Principles: Do Not Conform To the Pattern of This World, But Be Transformed By the Renewing of Your Mind

“Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind.” – Romans 12:2

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In This House of Worship

In This House of Worship
by Michael Doyle

In this house of worship
We praise the relationship
Here as we begin our healing
Wrapped within the Word revealing

The miracles come at an outpour
And we know there will be more
Coming alive with Jesus's love
We follow the ways of Heaven above

We fear nothing
Believing we have everything
In our Lord's holy name
We are freed from shame

This is the God in whom I believe
Knowing that all that I conceive
Can come to it's fruition
Across His favored nation

There are so many miracles there
That it is abundantly clear
Kneeling, as we do, at His feet
We will know victory, and not defeat

(c) February 1, 2025 Michael Doyle
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First Principles: The Confidence of the People Will Easily Be Gained By A Good Administration. This Is the True Touchstone.

“The confidence of the people will easily be gained by a good administration. This is the true touchstone.” – Alexander Hamilton (1788)

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Thought For the Day: All Your Life, You Will Be Faced With A Choice. You Can Choose Love Or Hate…I Choose Love

“All your life, you will be faced with a choice. You can choose love or hate . . . I choose love.” – Johnny Cash

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Quenching the Fires of Los Angeles

Quenching the Fires of Los Angeles
by Michael Doyle

I saw a wise old hippy on the stage
Singing about clouds as she turned the page
Staring out with love at the approach of death
She sang her heart to her last breath

It seemed like a show of rare courage
Keeping time with her cane to encourage
All of us to live our lives as meant to be
Or at least, that's how it seemed to me

Reduced to ash and rubble, burned down by fire
Blessings kept down to the rusty wire
We joined hands to fight this thing
Fleeing from our losses with all we could bring

Doors that stand as gateways to love
We press on with our faith in the above
It's a special trace, in a sense of sadness
We stand firm in all of this madness

We're going to rebuild our graceless city
We'll shine it up into something new and pretty
Our hearts are filled with its living memories
As we fight shoulder to shoulder with our families

(c) January 31, 2025 Michael Doyle
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