“The opinion which gives to the judges the right to decide what laws are constitutional and what not, not only for themselves, in their, own sphere of action, but for the Legislature and Executive also in their spheres, would make the Judiciary a despotic branch.” – Thomas Jefferson (1804)
Life is a confined period of time. Who knows truly what’s next. Even if you believe in the God of the Bible, you find that there is disagreement as to how after life happens. With this in mind, I thought it was pretty wise when talking to a friend she pointed out that life is precious so we should waste it wisely. Sometimes, there is a lot of truth in humor.
Streets Ahead by Michael Doyle There was something she said In being streets ahead Life is precious so waste it wisely Or, something like that only more precisely There is a certain sense of cool That you won't learn in school But in the life that teaches you In the moment that reaches you In a universal supply and demand Perhaps, it was her smile that helped me understand As she stood there in the doorway With me thinking on all she would say There was something she said In being streets ahead Life is precious so waste it wisely Or, something like that only more precisely There is a certain sense of cool That never teach us in school But in the life that teaches you In each moment that reaches you (c) June 18, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“By academic freedom I understand the right to search for truth and to publish and teach what one holds to be true. This right implies also a duty; one must not conceal any part of what one has recognized to be true.” – Albert Einstein (1879-1955)
“The ordaining of laws in favor of one part of the nation, to the prejudice and oppression of another, is certainly the most erroneous and mistaken policy. An equal dispensation of protection, rights, privileges, and advantages, is what every part is entitled to, and ought to enjoy.” – Benjamin Franklin (1774)
Based in part on Exodus 20:17:
The Temptation of Wanting Another's Share by Michael Doyle It's hard to be content in comparison Always measuring yourself on what is done By others when your race is your own Only to be run in service of God's throne Coveting what others have or what they do Is not what measures the better for you But keeping your heart on your own satisfaction Is in truth always the wise course of action All other sin stems from wanting the other That which is had by your sister and brother It is best to keep your eyes on your reverence Keeping your soul safe in the assent of providence It was this that tempted Eve's pleasure As the serpent offered forbidden treasure Eve succumbed in her deep desire for more Placing her baited hand upon sin's final door Instead of being as Eve in her discontentment Be instead like Paul in his rich contentment Keeping ourselves well and happy in your share There then is truly no need to fall for that snare Just set your heart on the truest star And you'll find in faith God takes you that far You need look no further than that And that my friends is just a natural fact (c) June 17, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
As Father’s Day approaches, I am thinking a lot on what it means to be a father to my two daughters. I am woefully aware that as they approach their teenage years, there are things I might have said and done better. I love these girls more than anything in the world. When I let them down, it brings a tear to my eyes and a tear in my soul. As I continue to fight to stay alive, I also do my best to be as good a father as I can. Perhaps, I am just too damaged.
On Attempting To Be A Good Father by Michael Doyle My circumstances in their totality Are disruptive to my family I wish my daughters to know it is not by choice That as their father, I have so little voice Often on my knees, I am in prayer Doing what I can to mend this tear That as I look into my Father's face He finds the mercy to give me strength and grace My weaknesses have oft caused me to fail But, I press onward hoping to prevail Finding that forgiveness helps past the pain And in better understanding, seeing that it's not in vain As Father's Day approaches, I look toward Providence That my heavenly Father might give me His guidance Prayerful in attempting to yet bless my family Hoping that my daughters might know all they mean to me Sometimes like Lucifer in his proud falling I learn that being a good father is a hard calling So often, I've found that I don't know what to do Only hoping, two princesses see that I strive to be good and true Striving to be both velvet and made of steel Following God's leadership in following His will And that in my very best sense of full measure Show them that they are more priceless than treasure In all that I do my best to do, I live To show them by example how to love and forgive There is a certain case to be made for this vulnerability Tears fill my eyes when I've let down my family (c) June 17, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“When even one American — who has done nothing wrong — is forced by fear to shut his mind and close his mouth, then all Americans are in peril.” – Harry S. Truman (1884-1972)
“The right of the citizens to keep and bear arms has justly been considered, as the palladium of the liberties of the republic; since it offers a strong moral check against usurpation and arbitrary power of the rulers; and will generally, even if these are successful in the first instance, enable the people to resist and triumph over them.” – Justice Joseph Story, in Commentaries on the Constitution of the United States (1833)
I can only wish, right? We can only wish? Well.. maybe some wishes do come true?
To Yet Be Wiser Than Yesterday by Michael Doyle A held tongue leaves time to think Observing those things to be observed These often bring us to the brink Suffering as we do the toe of the undeserved As infinite and unchangeable as the animosity That is swept with a witch's broom of intensity There's a prayer whispered in my poetry Thanking God for my blessings humbly It seems best to think on things wonderful Each contributing in making our life more beautiful All of them loaned on God's own borrowed time Each parting with a sorrow far too sublime I end each night on my knees in prayer As I begin each battle against a world unfair Wondering if God might even know or care Then laying back with eyes on ceiling, I stare Head on pillow, I can only wish for sleep Lost in the blackness felt ever so very deep Getting on with the business of an early rise And that with a little more time, I might yet be wise (c) June 16, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
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