“Man is the only animal that blushes—or needs to.” – Mark Twain (November 1933)

“Man is the only animal that blushes—or needs to.” – Mark Twain (November 1933)


The King of Glory
by Michael Doyle
Grateful for the battles won
I sing praise for the Son
We have been set free
The Lord has brought us victory
Taking a stand against the adversary
Holding to the holy and nothing contrary
There is nothing to fear or doubt
That is worth our singing about
Our God shines His light
Protecting us with His might
Raising war cries of praise
We know victories in God's days
All of us call the Lord's name
Filled with grace and without blame
Jesus is the king of glory
Each of us is part of God's story
Each star is a testament to His presence
As each of us is made of His essence
This is the song of graceful ages
Sung as our worship across the pages
(c) September 9, 2024 Michael Doyle
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“It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light.” – Aristotle

“The American Republic will endure until the day Congress discovers that it can bribe the public with the public’s money.” – Alexis de Tocqueville


In the Armor of Christ
by Michael Doyle
Unpacked in a letter to predicate
The good news the Bible indicates
Is the bridging of the gap to build our community
It's a story of starting as one to become a family
I am a wealthy man by spiritual measure
My faith is focused on Heaven's treasure
Yet, the resistance faced calls for war
The armor of God is needed to even our score
Despite our determination to walk in the light
There comes a time when it's time to fight
Standing strong and faithful through God's power
We stand against the Devil in that evil hour
Truth and righteousness have built the place
At which we extinguish the Devil's armies that trace
The challenges that inevitably come our way
We must stand ready to fight this fight every day
In our weaknesses, we are yet, made strong
As we stand with God, where we belong
In God's power, we will find our victory
When the evil day comes in our personal history
We are shaped by the context we live in
As we are born to love and victims of sin
These choices made lead to our consequence
And in need of spirituality's recompense
Challenged by the world, our flesh, and the Devil
It's hard to keep our perspectives drawn level
We are understood as vulnerable and unprepared
It can make a good person seem unwilling compared
To those who prepare and constantly train
Becoming willing to minister and live the strain
The strain that deepens us causes our mistakes
In this modern age of constant, unsteadying heartbreaks
Challenged by indecision, doubt, and vapid desire
We must overcome deception and not falter and tire
This is a struggle against the appetite for destruction
In these days, we must drive through despite frustration
This is how we might and heal in constant conjunction
With the need to fight through this by our construction
To face down every coming trick, and treacherous temptation
Each will be taken on in God's grace for our redemption
Living as adopted children in God's holy, healing family
Our journey is one of steps taken that are sacred and holy
There is very little, if anything, we have to prove
And yet, against Satan's agenda, we must make our moves
The image of Christ is put upon us as our identity
AS we move ever toward the journey to reach eternity
Hungry, tired, and often driven into cold isolation
Our challenges feel exaggerated into our alienation
Instead, we need to put on God's armor of undying love
God's ways are the best and are truly given from above
Our privileges and responsibilities live as faith and devotion
As we are continually in prayer standing above life's connection
Overcoming life's hits and bruising will prove us legit
This happens as witness by that the world won't forget
Fortified for defense and our offensive needed to withstand
Whatever the world and the Devil wickedly demands
Relational rightness prepares us to live a godly life
Giving into peace and walking away from a path of strife
The belt of truth is walked to wearing boots of peace
When we follow Jesus, we find this as our release
Marching headlong to the very gates of Hell
Through the strength of God, we will prevail
This is the gospel shaped up to kill hostility
It will be these steps that bring us to eternity
Praying for all others and for their provision
That our words might move beyond expected supposition
Fearless, we faithfully move in our tender love
To make the world better, as if ambassadors of Heaven above
(c) September 8, 2024 Michael Doyle
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“The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well. – Ralph Waldo Emerson

“Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.” – Ephesians 4:32


Outbursts of Truth
by Michael Doyle
All my repeated outbursts of truth
Have gotten me in trouble since my youth
For you see, truth can destroy the worlds
Even the worlds ruled by fallen gods
Who each have sought, by meteors hurled,
To increase their own decreasing odds
Ancient pagan gods brew their potions
Seeking to control mortal human emotions
Through trickery and arcane deceptions
Teaching us reality is a matter of perception
Until we lose all sense of our clarity
And still, hold our heads high in our sincerity
Defiantly, I cry out, "To Hell with the gods!"
I do so steadfastly aware of the slim odds
That as a mortal man, I will ever rise above
Except through the grace of one true love
Still, belief is kept in the true God of the cross
Knowing that I have been delivered from loss
Time and again, sunflowers and apples shared
Have shown me the hearts of those who've cared
I've found chased around it's in my daughters
To whom I have loved and taught as their father
That I have best spent my time in line after line
Slinking in my soul, into a love soul sublime
Some have asserted themselves as more mature
Claiming the voice of the gods is found in nature
I say that God is the greatest artist ever seen
But what do I know as an often erroneous human being
Honestly, I mostly seek my own path of repentance
And I don't have time for those practicing intolerance
Defiantly, I cry out, "To Hell with the gods!"
I do so steadfastly aware of the slim odds
That as a mortal man, I will ever rise above
Except through the grace of one true love
Still, belief is kept in the true God of the cross
Knowing that I have been delivered from loss
All those questions broached of gods and of country
Make me wonder aloud if a true God holds an inventory
Asking each of us to account for mistakes made in our days
Or punishing us for all the errors come to in natural ways
The earth seems to seek the pleasure felt by my feet
And the breeze blowing through my hair has felt sweet
Each of these have felt like God's whisper in my life
Yet, for every moment seeking peace, others seek strife
Submitting to this world's ocean, I start to drown
But when I holdfast to my God, I am not held down
This then seems the only true way to know God is to try
Setting one's soul free enough to dare to fly
Defiantly, I cry out, "To Hell with the gods!"
I do so steadfastly aware of the slim odds
That as a mortal man, I will ever rise above
Except through the grace of one true love
Still, belief is kept in the true God of the cross
Knowing that I have been delivered from loss
(c) September 7, 2024 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

“If I know what love is, it is because of you.” – Herman Hesse, Narcissus and Goldmund

“Virtue or morality is a necessary spring of popular government. The rule indeed extends with more or less force to every species of free Government.” – George Washington (1796)

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