“By all these lovely tokens, September days are here. With summer’s best of weather and autumn’s best of cheer.” – Helen Hunt Jackson
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To Strive and Labor On
To Strive and Labor On
by Michael Doyle
Every day that we wake up alive
It's a new day for each of us to strive,
To see what it is that we're meant to do.
The doing of which is up to me and you.
Ours are the strong minds and skilled hands
That join together so we might build and mend.
Every day is ours, meant for us to understand
How hard we'll work before we let our days end.
To know the fullness of richness in our life's power,
Each day, we should work as the poor do for an hour.
In doing this, we are reminded to live and be kind.
Knowing the suffering of others leaves us less blind.
With our sweat and our hearts, we pave the way,
Weaving dreams into reality every Labor Day.
Our work is the pulse where true progress meets,
Be it the farm field or the urbanized street.
We sing a song of labor, and we sing it with love,
Taking our lessons from our Father above.
Every person on earth should earn their daily bread.
This is the way of wisdom, as so many have said.
Today's the workers' day of celebration.
Dedicated to those who built this great nation.
To sum it up, I guess it's best to say,
May you all have a wonderful Labor Day.
(c) September 1, 2025 Michael Doyle
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Thought For the Day: The Three Great Essentials To Achieve Anything Worthwhile Are, First, Hard Work; Second, Stick-To-Itiveness; Third, Common Sense.
“The three great essentials to achieve anything worthwhile are, first, hard work; second, stick-to-itiveness; third, common sense.” – Thomas A. Edison
First Principles: Labor Is Prior To, and Independent of, Capital…Labor Is the Superior of Capital, and Deserves Much the Higher Consideration
“Labor is prior to, and independent of, capital. Capital is only the fruit of labor, and could never have existed if labor had not first existed. Labor is the superior of capital, and deserves much the higher consideration.” – Abraham Lincoln
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Tagged Abraham Lincoln, Capital, Deserve, Exist, First Pirnciples, Fruit of Labor, Higher Consideration, Independent, Labor, Prior, Superior
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Happy Labor Day!
“Labor Day symbolizes our determination to achieve economic freedom for the average man, which will give his political freedom reality.” – Franklin D. Roosevelt
Thought For the Day: The Best Protection Any Woman Can Have…Is Courage
“The best protection any woman can have… is courage.” – Elizabeth Cady Stanton
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First Principles: Do Not Be Anxious About Anything, But In Every Situation, By Prayer and Petition, With Thanksgiving Present Your Requests To God
“Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” – Philippians 4:6-7
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Carrying On Past the Hurt
Carrying On Past the Hurt
by Michael Doyle
She's walked away, leaving only pain.
Life feels drenched in the crushing rain.
Life needs a little more of encouragement,
Or you'll get lost in waves of discouragement.
Giving up to surrender is not an option to take.
As children of God, that's the worst mistake.
As we prayerfully look up into the mighty stars,
We know that giving up just isn't who we are.
We need the courage to keep on keeping on.
Carrying on past the worst of the hurt.
We don't know surrender as we keep on keeping on,
Though all of our systems are on red alert.
The Apostle Paul offered up to young Timothy,
All the lessons of his life offered in testimony.
No matter the hardships endured, we are to fight.
By the power of the Gospel to teach what is right.
No matter the struggle, we must endure the test.
As believers, we live by God's grace as the best.
We stand firm knowing the truth of His great essence,
That so long as we live, we do so in God's presence.
When we feel weak and the day is longer than its length,
These are the times we lean on God's superior strength.
There are times for all that seem more than we're capable.
But through the Holy Spirit, we find that we are able.
As long as we know where we stand within God's will,
This is His story, and it is ours, as witnesses, to tell.
We are to live our best to be God's living lights,
Dispelling the darkness for others in the cold night.
Through these things, we find joy in all of our days,
Knowing that God is with us when we follow His ways.
It is our to make the best of situations and chances.
This we know to be true, whatever our circumstances.
Whatever happens in our lives is for our own good.
This is one of the deeper truths to be understood.
The truths we know are found in the lessons we've learned.
From these are the blessings yet to be discerned.
Take joy in the lessons learned as we ought.
Many others find these lessons they've sought.
These life-changing experiences that we reach
Are those that allow us to turn around and teach.
Teach to others about the goodness of God's promise,
Knowing that it is no way any path of compromise.
All the good in our lives comes as God's reward.
It is in no way the wrath of God's holy sword.
Before us all is the vision and testimony of the cross,
Where eternal victory was gained from seeming loss.
This cross and its crucifixion allows us to survive,
In its blessings, we have all necessary to thrive.
It's the atoning sacrifice of Jesus that saves,
Keeping our mortal souls from our earthly graves.
Because Jesus didn't give up, we have salvation.
Through this, each of us knows our eternal destination.
We are to never give up, and only once surrender.
That is God's divine love, so warm and tender.
We are not to give up, hopeless, and living in fear,
In obedience, we must choose to courageously persevere.
Consider these things wisely before you choose.
God's grace and salvation are something you cannot lose.
God's promises are those which are divinely kept,
And far more powerful than any tears that we've wept.
(c) August 31, 2025 Michael Doyle
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Tagged Apostle Paul, Bible, Carrying On, Children of God, Christianity, Courage, Discouragement, Ecnouragement, Faith, Fight, Giving up, God, Gospel, Hardhsip, Hurt, Jesus, Keeping On, Lessons, Life, Mistake, Option, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Power, Prayer, Rain, Stars, Surrender, Testimony, Timothy
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I Will Follow His Ways
I Will Follow His Ways
by Michael Doyle
As shadows fall and night draws near,
I put my faith in Jesus and shall not fear.
I have listened to God in living my days.
To my best, I will always follow His ways.
I know the good news, as I have been told,
My walk is with Jesus, down life's road.
This God of second chances sees my possibility.
His mercy flows greater than the mighty seas.
With a thousand songs taking their flight
I will praise Jesus until the morning light.
From all of my brokenness, He has made me whole.
In following His ways, He has healed my soul.
With every step, I will give God my praise,
This I promise in all of my living days.
No longer walking in the darkness of the night,
I know that God is the bringer of my morning light.
As life's storms howl and unholy winds roar,
It is to God's promises that I will listen to more.
For God, the Father, has me under His care and love,
And I believe in His protection from above.
With a thousand songs taking their flight
I will praise Jesus until the morning light.
From all of my brokenness, He has made me whole.
In following His ways, He has healed my soul.
With His promises true, I believe in forevermore.
For with His love, His goodness, and mercy restore.
In repentance, I now see my way to what is true.
I am walking in this new light, and each day is new.
I believe in His message, and I know that it's right.
I will praise Him from morning until the next day's light.
Thanks to the Father for what He's done to heal my soul.
It's thanks to the Father that I am restored to whole.
With a thousand songs taking their flight
I will praise Jesus until the morning light.
From all of my brokenness, He has made me whole.
In following His ways, He has healed my soul.
(c) August 31, 2025 Michael Doyle
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Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Best, Bible, Brokenness, Christianity, Faith, Fear, Follow, Follow His Ways, God, Good News, Heal, His Ways, Jesus, Life's Road, Listen, Living My Days, Mercy, Morning Light, Night, Poetry and Music, Possibility, Praise, Second Chances, Shadows, Song, Soul, Whole
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Intricate In Arrangement
Intricate In Arrangement
by Michael Doyle
Loss of integral resplendence
Brothers of spiritual discipline
Off balance in our alchemy
It's easy to get lost in the harmony.
These are touches to the soul
Played out in our rock ' n ' roll,
It's the music that moves the feet,
Somewhere hot out on the streets.
Intricate in the arrangement,
The horn section knows no estrangement.
Everybody rehearses their part,
But you feel rock' n' roll from the heart.
Tumbling through with providence,
The music flows in reverence.
We have no time for heartbreak,
But there will be a few mistakes.
Perfection is for the crucified,
I've never wanted to be deified.
The audience dances in the aisle,
We all know the rites of survival.
Intricate in the arrangement,
The horn section knows no estrangement.
Everybody rehearses their part,
But you feel rock' n' roll from the heart.
It's personal to the very last note.
But none of these are played by rote.
The speaker cabinet spins round and round.
There's a celebration in what we've found.
The band explodes with the eights
While the guitars come in just a bit late.
It's that something that is proved all night.
This kind of magic is timed to be just right.
Intricate in the arrangement,
The horn section knows no estrangement.
Everybody rehearses their part,
But you feel rock' n' roll from the heart.
(c) August 30, 2025 Michael Doyle
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