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In the Quiet
In the Quiet by Michael DoyleIn the late hours, with others asleepI find my contemplation runs deepAnd I get my best moments quietly doneIt’s sometimes best without anyoneIt’s not to be impatient or rudeWhen I speak on how others intrudeOn … Continue reading
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Tagged Actions, Anxiety, Asleep, Best, Best Moments, Complex, Complexity, Connection, Contemplation, Depression, Deviation, Direction, Dissection, Gratitude, Impatient, In the Quiet, Interpret, Introvert, Intrude, Late Hours, Life, Poetry and Poems, Profound Isolation, Relief, Rude, Satisfaction, Social Interactions, Solitude, Subject, Thoughts, Uninterrupted Times
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Standing At the Brink
Standing At the Brinkby Michael DoyleThis age of prevailing ill-liberalismBreeds little but despair and pessimismThere’s a breakdown in our societyThat has brought us into a time of anxietyOnce beautiful cities have turned into blightIt seems we are falling into our … Continue reading
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Tagged Addiction, Age, Anxiety, Beautiful Cities, Birth, Blight, Breakdown, Breed, Brink, Changes, Civil War, Common Good, Connect, Constitutino, Continuity, Darkest Night, Decide, Democracy, Despair, Destined, Divide, Dustbin, Eco-Theology, Economic Deicsions, Edge, Electronic Distraction, Elite, Fail, Future, Historical Inevitability, History, Hope, Ill-Liberalism, Leaders, Lost, Misunderstood, Mob Rule, Nation, New Humanity, Next, Oligarchy, Order and Stability, Ordinary People, Overturn, Pessimism, Pharmaceutical, Plumbing Project, Poetry and Poems, Pollution, Ponzi Schemes, Poor, Prevail, Priority, Progressive Empathy, Recovery, Recreation, Result, Riddle, Schools, Society, Solution, Stand, Student Loans, The People, Threat, Time, True Progress, Tyranny, Wept, Yesterday's Debt
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Always Worthy of Praise
Always Worthy of Praiseby Michael DoyleThe faith of the Church savesUplifting us from our gravesLet those who see plainly singAbout God’s victory over everythingSatan has come to know his defeatGained, for us, as Jesus took His seatWe were given the … Continue reading
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Tagged All Our Days, Always, Anxiety, Battle, Church, Defeat, Depression, Faith, Fight, Fill, Firm, Gain, Glad, God, Grave, Hallelujah, Happiness, Heart, Heaven, Hour, Infirmities, Intensity, Jesus, Joy, Keys, Knees, Poetry and Poems, Power, Praise, Satan, Save, Seat, See, Shield, Sing, Taught, Thankfulness, The Lord, Tortured, Uplift, Victory, Ways of Love, Won, Worthy, Yield
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A Morning’s Miracle
A Morning’s Miracleby Michael DoyleForever, we are set freeFinding peace from anxietyThe world has its complexityBut we can walk it in simplicityFollowing the path of the lightInstead of being stuck in the nightHaving Jesus brings the best of lifeBringing us … Continue reading
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Tagged Absolution, Accusation, Anxiety, Believer, Blessed, Breath, Complexity, Deceiver, Deception, Faith, Finding Lifee, Free, Go, His Ways, Jesus, Light, Lives, Living, Living Death, Living Water, Miracle, Morning, Night, Path, Peace, Peaceful Shore, Poetry and Poems, Righteousness, Savior's Kiss, Simplicity, Sin No More, Stormy Sea, Th Word, The Father, Truth, Walk, Well, Widow
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Thought For the Day: What Is It That Affectionate Parents Require of Their Children…? Only That They Would Be Wise and Virtuous, Benevolent and Kind
“What is it that affectionate parents require of their Children; for all their care, anxiety, and toil on their accounts? Only that they would be wise and virtuous, Benevolent and kind.” – Abigail Adams, letter to John Quincy Adams, 1783
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Tagged Abigail Adams, Account, Affectionate, Anxiety, Benevolent, Care, Children, Kind, Parents, Thought For the Day, Toil, Virtuous, Wise
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A Smile of Death
A Smile of Deathby Michael DoyleThe morning comes with a “how have you been”That comes a bit too brightly in world gone dimA smile unwelcomed can being its sense of dreadWith the ominous thought that we’ll all soon be deadThe … Continue reading
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Tagged Anxiety, Breath, Control, Creativity, Creep, Dead, Death, Delusion, Depravity, Dim, Dread, Dreary, Morning, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Post-Traumatic, Real, Scream, Smile, Soul Weary, Tired, Uncertain, Zen
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