“The most wonderful of all things in life, I believe, is the discovery of another human being with whom one’s relationship has a glowing depth, beauty, and joy as the years increase. This inner progressiveness of love between two human beings is a most marvelous thing, it cannot be found by looking for it or by passionately wishing for it. It is a sort of divine accident.” – Hugh Walpole, writer (13 Mar 1884-1941)
“We are not weak if we make a proper use of those means which the God of Nature has placed in our power… The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave.” – Patrick Henry
Based in part on Ecclesiastes 3:4:
Finding Joy In the Tears by Michael Doyle In looking back on my many years I am finding joy in the tears There in the sweet music for my ears Is the finding of joy in the tears From the laughter to the mourning From darkness of night until morning A life is full of joy and sorrow A passing of yesterday into tomorrow With a flash of remembered smile It's all been worth the while For the comfort in all that we mourn Such is life from the moment born Here in these moments of contemplation Where I find your love and my redemption Are the best of things to think on Until that final moment when all is gone We hope; we pray; even as we grieve Knowing the meaning behind what we believe All was possible that we might conceive With only the devil of doubt to deceive Laughter can bring strength in our disbelief Quite often more it's instant stress relief But most of all it cures our times of grief And this too brings us back to belief All these moments we stop to question why Choking it down with laughter as we reply It's better to smile a laugh than to cry Maybe that is the secret to answering why In looking back on my many years I am finding joy in the tears There in the soft music for my ears Is the finding of joy in my tears (c) March 13, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“Trust is earned, respect is given, and loyalty is demonstrated. Betrayal of any one of those is to lose all three.” – Ziad K. Abdelnour
“There is a certain enthusiasm in liberty, that makes human nature rise above itself, in acts of bravery and heroism.” – Alexander Hamilton
Based in part on Philippians 2:13:
Finding Our Time In Waiting
by Michael Doyle
Patience in waiting is hard to do
I wonder if it's the same for you
Yet, waiting reminds us of our need
For God as the we know and plead
That we must each have an intervention
One that often comes as an intermission
This comes often when we've turned away
It's a time to regather and reclaim His day
It's a time before failure and success
That which we need to come out best
This then is the time we need to renew
Our relationship with God in His view
And from this we are re-energized
Becoming more than we've realized
We can be to God's greater glory
Remembering the doing of His story
It's God who always gets things done
Despite the fact we think we're the one
It is He who is truly the necessary
We tag along despite sometimes being contrary
There is the good we find at the cross
Trembling as we at the gain and loss
As learn and do our very best part
At the foot in prayer to His sacred heart
(c) March 12, 2020 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved
“In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.” – John Muir
“We have no government armed with power capable of contending with human passions unbridled by morality and religion. Avarice, ambition, revenge, or gallantry, would break the strongest cords of our Constitution as a whale goes through a net. Our Constitution was made only for a moral and religious people. It is wholly inadequate to the government of any other.“ – John Adams, in his Address To the Military (October 11, 1798)
A piece dedicated to the ending days of Bernie Sanders’ attempt to hold a revolution. It begs the question, “What if they gave a revolution and nobody came?”.
On the Losing Side of History by Michael Doyle Sanders lumbers on as on the Left but not woke Never acknowledging his beliefs as proven broke Pretending the nonsense spoken is practical Though his beliefs aren't even sound on their theoretical It's a march of wonderment at masculine toxicity But in his own mind he wears this as being legendary It seems that his Leftist base don't want a blender To mix a cocktail of rights when it comes to gender As the Left once again divides by class and identity And may politics forbid we ever speak the truth we see Bent as his followers are toward gross intolerance His partial support rings hollow not as brilliance You see as the socialist emperor's clothing shows To be threadbare as he tells what little he knows It seems that for a sporting chance they will not defer To his appalling lack of anything close to character This man of voraciously evil and twisted fantasy Is nothing less that the epitome of tragic toxicity You know something is wrong when even Ms. Hillary Talks about one of her own as nothing but baloney Steeped with an pro-Iranian tatters of sympathy Champion to an often discredited ideology Sanders's people are best at factional infighting Rather than being inspiring let alone enlightening And so it seems that President Trump's optimism In any debate with an opponent who does not do criticism Is one that bears the merits nothing but alienation And not as a voice that can leader our nation Still, it's just more of the rubbish and double talk That most of the Left carry with them as they walk Disappointed it seems in all those American dreams While the Democratic Party falls apart at the seams Even as they stop and take a moment to peek Down from their ivory towers and even speak The elite looks down its nose at the people As clingers to the Constitution, guns and steeple (c) March 11, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
God took the form of man and lived experiencing all that we do. In so doing, He experienced all of our feelings. Based in part on John 11:38:
Jesus Wept (Ephphatha) by Michael Doyle One of the best secrets never quite kept Is the simple truth that Jesus wept There in the midst of His felt agony Jesus lived out His fullest Humanity Unnecessarily acquainted with grief His heartfelt tears brought relief In the good and bad and large and small It is worthy to remember and recall The angst felt in the Garden of Gethsemane Teaches us the depth of God's agony Felt so deep, tears fell like blood Mixing into the dust becoming holy mud Memories of Eden lost and to regain The result of man's sins in being so vain With a single touch He invites us to open And in so doing, in our way home again With a groan coming from a deep place He grasps His divinity in full embrace Far beyond what words can convey Jesus reached within to become the way In our blessed redemption, creation groans As if in childbirth, freed with its moans Fallen so far in all of our brokenness God grants His mercy with outspokenness Though undeserving we are given mercy And welcomed inside as one of God's family Missing out so often on the holy symphony Deaf ears fail to hear beyond felt cacophony Missing out on the sounds and the melody So many things that can move us deeply Until the unstopped ears are opened to hear And the truth of God becomes abundantly clear With a glimpse cast toward heaven and new earth We mere mortals can take hope and have mirth Knowing our Father has measured out our worth Keeping our eyes fixed steadily on true north Until then, When pain and loss have grown vast And storm clouds circle way too fast There is comfort in knowing He too felt Yet took courage despite what He was dealt (c) March 11, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
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