“For we must consider that we shall be as a City upon a hill. The eyes of all people are upon us. Soe that if we shall deal falsely with our God in this work we have undertaken, and so cause him to withdraw his present help from us, we shall be made a story and a byword throughout the world.” – John Winthrop
“You can’t overthink the music. Mood and intensity can’t be manufactured. The blues isn’t about structure; it’s what you bring to it. The spontaneity of capturing a specific moment is what drives it.” – Jimmy Page
Harkening the Herald of Heaven and Earth Joined
by Michael Doyle
Each carol has its own sort of power,
As the music wafts along, filling the hour.
The joy of heavenly host and humanity joined in harmony,
As our carols march along throughout history.
Harmonize in praise of God; it was not to be missed
That Christmastide occurs during the time of the Solstice.
Mid-winter had long been a time of pagan celebration,
Knowing this caused tension for this Christian declaration.
Most confined church music to acapella and plainsong.
Joy and collaboration were said not to belong.
Carols were subject to the church's prohibition,
Until St. Francis pursued focus on the incarnation.
Turning a decisive eye on God's presence since the Nativity
Brought God's walk among us to light without naivety.
Harkening to the herald of joy that angels and men would sing,
And from this all the blessings this bold carol would bring.
All the quiet moments under God's holy sky added up
Until at last, Christ's sacrifice came from Golgotha's cup.
Stepping out in faith emboldens souls to atone,
And find purpose in keeping God's Son on the kingdom's throne.
This song tells of a time when angels offered a proclamation
That called mankind to bravely give our love and dedication.
The Mishnah speaks as a matter of venerable interpretation,
The witnessing shepherds were priests charged with dedication.
These priests kept the temple sheep for atoning sacrifice.
This was done to bear our sins pure enough to suffice.
This was an invitation to God's triumph taking place,
And it welcomed all of mankind to take part in God's embrace.
We find that the favor of the Lord has been given
To all of humanity, and our sins have been forgiven.
Praise arose in Heaven and Earth to be given always,
In all the places throughout the eternity of all days.
All voices were raised, filled with praise in this holy adoration,
This was a time of joy and venerated celebration.
This one song celebrates the Christ child as He arrived,
And as a praise song, Hark the Herald, has blessedly survived.
Looking back on the beginning's obscurity,
It is clear that Christ came to us cloaked in humility.
Chasm and divide were filled with their second chances,
And so were given grace in our Lord's sacred dance.
From the manger's crib to Calvary's cross, victory was won.
God had come to walk among us in the shape of His son.
The triumph needed was given, spread, and deeply believed
By Christ's holy flock blessed by salvation's plan conceived.
We search our hearts for reasons for our sanctification.
Happy enough to spread the Good News of mankind's salvation.
As we come together, let us join our lives in an open prayer,
Grateful for the God who is always present here.
(c) November 30, 2025 Michael Doyle
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“A voice of one calling in the wilderness,
‘Prepare the way for the Lord,
make straight paths for him.
Every valley shall be filled in,
every mountain and hill made low.
The crooked roads shall become straight,
the rough ways smooth.
And all people will see God’s salvation. – Luke 3:4-6, citing Isaiah
“And in despair I bowed my head; “There is no peace on earth,” I said; “For hate is strong, And mocks the song Of peace on earth, good-will to men!” Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: “God is not dead, nor doth he sleep! The Wrong shall fail, the Right prevail, With peace on earth, good-will to men!” – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
World of Possibility
by Michael Doyle
In a blind man's eyes
We can make the world
A lot more wonderful.
In a blind man's eyes
We can make this world
A million shades of beautiful.
If only we would try.
You know that I don't lie.
Trade your smile for your cry.
Give your laugh, not a sigh.
We've got to do it or die.
Let's give it one more try.
We can do it a whole lot better.
We're all in this together.
I won't give up on you.
Don't you give up on me.
We've got a lot to do.
It's a world of possibility.
Don't you know that I care?
Let's open our hearts to share.
I bet we can do it if we dare.
Don't point fingers; be fair.
Don't touch that sunny dial.
Let's keep it stuck on smile.
The world can take until we've had enough.
It comes at us demanding we be tough.
Taking our dreams when it can,
From every woman and every man.
When it knocks us down again,
Give a helping hand to every friend.
We're all in from the top of our hearts.
We'll break through from the very start.
We're all in this world together.
Come on, let's dare to make it better.
Getting knocked down; let's get back up again.
Let's lend a hand to all of our friends.
We can do it a whole lot better.
We're all in this together.
I won't give up on you.
Don't you give up on me.
We've got a lot to do.
It's a world of possibility.
(c) November 29, 2025 Michael Doyle
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“Look from the blind man’s eye…. You can paint the picture, the way you like about this world, so why not think positive and make this world more beautiful for yourself and others?” – Fawad Afzal Khan
“Individuality is the aim of political liberty. By leaving to the citizen as much freedom of action and of being as comports with order and the rights of others, the institutions render him truly a freeman. He is left to pursue his means of happiness in his own manner.” – James F. Cooper
A Praise Song of Thankfulness
by Michael Doyle
We hold the Lord in veneration,
Our Love held for generations.
Singing an angel's song,
In God's love, we know we belong.
As all of creation cries,
The angels, unwinged, begin to sigh.
The Lord holds us in His Hand,
And we sinners begin to understand.
Finally, a little bit clever,
We became released forever.
In His holiness, we learn to see
In His name, rests all possibility.
God's name above us all,
We worship and sing as we recall
Everything that has been done
By the Father, the Spirit, and the Son.
He has saved even a sinner like me.
His love remains the greatest mystery.
We see His love given throughout history,
And we see it in you and in me.
(c) November 28, 2025 Michael Doyle
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“Thus out of small beginnings greater things have been produced by His hand that made all things of nothing, and gives being to all things that are; and, as one small candle may light a thousand, so the light here kindled hath shone unto many.” – William Bradford
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