“Leave every place you go, everything you touch, a little better for your having been there.” – Julie Andrews

“Leave every place you go, everything you touch, a little better for your having been there.” – Julie Andrews

“I have one life and one chance to make it count for something… My faith demands that I do whatever I can, wherever I am, whenever I can, for as long as I can with whatever I have to try to make a difference.” – Jimmy Carter

“The champions of socialism call themselves progressives, but they recommend a system which is characterized by rigid observance of routine and by a resistance to every kind of improvement. They call themselves liberals, but they are intent upon abolishing liberty. They call themselves democrats, but they yearn for dictatorship. They call themselves revolutionaries, but they want to make the government omnipotent. They promise the blessings of the Garden of Eden, but they plan to transform the world into a gigantic post office. Every man but one a subordinate clerk in a bureau.” – Ludwig Von Mises

“The storm of frenzy and faction must inevitably dash itself in vain against the unshaken rock of the Constitution.” – James Buchanan


To Get Back Up Again
by Michael Doyle
Whether it was nobler
In word or in deed,
Never knowing if I'd get older
From my worries, I was freed.
One moment in its delay,
It could turn my world upside down
And nothing I could say
Would turn around that frown.
A focused half pose,
Landed me in notes uncertain.
Truth is that no one knows
More than it's unhealthy to be hurting.
The half-pulled gun
Might be an introduction to fun.
Or it might be the battle won
Before it has even really begun.
We lived where nothing could go wrong
And inside leveled like notes in a song.
It might produce a beautiful melody.
Or it might become one last tragedy.
Corruption and indifference often rule
In the world's places run by the fool.
All of this was taught in the killing school
Where jaded love is often the most cruel.
We talk to ourselves so that others might hear,
Playing the bluff while managing our fear.
Life's fleeting moments hold on tight,
With all of us praying to get it right.
Somewhere there is an outbound flight.
An operator watches only for the fight.
There are battles waiting to be won
Over arguments that should never have begun.
The penalty of living lives extraordinary
Is spending half our time in purgatory.
There are wounds that will never heal.
Knowing this makes living life the real deal.
Knowing how to quit is not the skill set
That men like us have acquired just yet.
There's no time for losers, born to win.
They knock us down so that we get back up again.
(c) September 29, 2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

“Little science takes you away from God, but more of it takes you to Him.: – Louis Pasteur

“If ever a time should come when vain and aspiring men shall possess the highest seats in Government, our country will stand in need of its experienced patriots to prevent its ruin.” – Samuel Adams
It seems we have arrived at this point where both principal parties of these United States contain far too many vain and aspiring men who we should confront and remove from contention for positions of leaderhip for the good of our nation.


Living My Identity
by Michael Doyle
Looking for a church,
I have definitely decided
That I cannot live
As a man divided.
All of me as I am
Wishes to love and serve.
As I see Christ's life and learn
I see what is righteous and I deserve.
To live by faith as shown
However wild the winds are blown.
The Word leads the way
Filling every moment of every day.
Like Jesus, so few really know me,
I keep my mind on what is holy.
Perhaps there can be too much familiarity
When mixed in the memory of friends and family.
There is really nothing left to prove.
I felt compelled to make this move.
Taking up my cross, found dutifully,
I have disappeared but go on living joyfully.
I have left people too far down.
Yet, always seek to shake Jesus's crown.
I refuse to live God's love in compromise
And do my best to live on God's promise.
Though my life is not lived for glory,
It is lived to follow and worship His story.
Giving what is not recognized in this given mile
I take each step in its present smile.
God has provided my identity.
All of the rest of my living is for sincerity.
Life is not to be lived for a finished line.
What is God's is God's and could never be mine.
And the thing is, and this is okay,
It is the secret of how I live my day.
All that I live and love is to give.
It is because Heaven's finish line is what I live.
Living the church is my truest liberty.
It is where I find my living security.
I share this with you, receiving all mystery.
I offer this as my statement of my Christian identity.
(c) September 27, 2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

“I want to know all Gods thoughts; all the rest are just details.” – Albert Einstein

“He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, ‘He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.’” – Psalm 91:1-2:

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