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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First Principles: Nothing Is More Essential To the Establishment of Manners In A State Than That All Persons Employed In Places of Power and Trust Must Be Men of Unexceptional Characters

“Nothing is more essential to the establishment of manners in a State than that all persons employed in places of power and trust must be men of unexceptionable characters.” – Samuel Adams (1775)

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Thought For the Day: Let Food Be Thy Medicine and Medicine Be Thy Food

“Let food be thy medicine and medicine be thy food.” – Hippocrates

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The Ecology of Hitchhiking

The Ecology of Hitchhiking
by Michael Doyle

When you think of it in terms of ecology,
Hitchhiking has very little to do with the economy.
From my own experience, it's about relationships
Perhaps even sometimes about brinksmanship.

The people that are met on the open road
Are full of stories that are dying to be told.
Then again, this reminds me of the danger
That comes with accepting rides from any stranger.

The thing is that if all strangers are friends, unmet,
Are the odds really stacked for or against regret?
For myself, while I have met few with any real glory,
I have never met anyone who picked me up without a story.

It's the heart of life when it comes time to fly,
Very few extended thumbs are not worth the try.
Caught rides when thought of in the collective,
The wide open road tends to add to one's perspective.

Those who have studied the hazards find them few.
The ratio of harm to fun should offer a subtle clue.
But urban myths play it up for the factor of fear,
Most of us would rather emphasize pleasurable cheer.

The cheer of knowing that we truly are not alone,
In-person conversations beat speaking on the phone.
Hitchhiking has had somewhat of a new emergence.
Fellow travelers speak in terms of a resurgence.

Maybe America and its traveling companions can begin
To trust each other and to know each other once again.
Hitching rides with strangers can plant God's seed
Of knowing that trust is as common as we have need.

(c) April 28, 2025 Michael Doyle
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Thought For the Day: Life Isn’t About Finding Yourself. Life Is About Creating Yourself

“Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.” – George Bernard Shaw

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First Principles: Hold Fast To the Bible As the Sheet-Anchor of Your Liberties; Write Its Precepts In Your Hearts, and Practice Them In Your Lives

“Hold fast to the Bible as the sheet-anchor of your liberties; write its precepts in your hearts, and practice them in your lives.” – Ulysses S. Grant

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Getting It Right With God

Getting It Right With God
by Michael Doyle

A lot can be said and with enormous passion
For Jewish and Gentile people with compassion.
In the obedience of faith, we live God's story,
All for the sake of our Father's glory.

We are new creatures in this family,
Wearing the garments of God faithfully
We are to give away all this grace.
The goodness of all this we embrace.

Paul spoke to his brethren of the need for restoration.
Doing his best to remind all of the Jewish nation,
But like a lullaby effect without any question,
We know what we want to know without any hesitation.

Asking questions beyond the sins of self-deception,
We betray ourselves with comfortable misconceptions.
All of us walk between our faith and unintended tension
Across the discomfort, as we learn to redirect attention.

Self-betraying is the ownership of what we do and need.
We ignore the unexpected demands of being freed.
Like a driver no longer steering but moving on ahead,
Adjustments are missed as we hide inside our heads.

We get lost in walking rituals of blind-sighted worship
When what we need is to find our way to right relationship.
God so loved the world that He gave us the ability,
And now we must grow into our best capability

The eyes of our hearts need to see the holy light
In the the world's darkness as we fight the good fight.
Disturbance comes to call us ever higher
As we reach to comfort others, not our own desires.

Options considered are the way we learn to grow.
The mercy of God is to learn what we might know.
Bookended by discipleship and evangelism,
We are on the mission of God's profound optimism.

There is a world that we find all around.
It needs us to reach out as God's love abounds
Developing a heart that feels for the lost
No longer insular but willing to sacrifice the cost.

The cost of loving others as is the Lord's will.
To live the life that God freely reveals,
We live our latter years as if at our start
Sharing with others straight from our hearts.

The world outside us waits for us to share
Jesus, as our savior, who truly cares.
Out of our abundance, we are to freely give
The pathway needed for others to truly live.

(c) April 27, 2025 Michael Doyle
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