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Tag Archives: Call
I’m Growing Through It
I’m Growing Through Itby Michael DoyleEvery day brings the miracles that we prayIn peace and calmness as we stayCollected in the Church of His holy nameWe trust in God to remain the sameWisdom is shown when we pay attentionTo the … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Able, Alone, Attention, Attentive, Available, Aware, Beautiful, Call, Calmness, Care, Church, Community, Creator, Cross, Easy Yoke, Embrace, Eyes of God, Faith, Family, Finished Work of God, Foolish Joke, God, Godliness, Grain, Grow, Growth, Heeded, Holy Name, Integrity, Lord's Will, Loss, Measure, Mercy, Miracles, Needed, Opportunity, Own, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Present, Questions, Real, Restore, Slug It Out, Soul, Sparrow, Stay, Stewardship, Tension, Theology, Treasure, Trust, Truth, Universe, Wisdom, Wonderful, Word of God, Worldly Domination, Wrestle
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Thoughts On A September Morn
Thoughts On A September Mornby Michael DoyleYou can feel it in the airA discernable sense of changeAs you take in the world with careAnd watch the leaves rearrangeSummer comes to its endAs Autumn starts to beginEven before leaves start to … Continue reading
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Tagged Air, Apple Orchard, Autumn, Begin, Bicycle Rider, Blend, Blur, Call, Care, Change, Chili, Cider, Descend, End, Fall, Feel, Football Season, Fuzzy Memories, Glass, Halloween, Handy, Heaven, Hill, Kids, Leaves, Long Lost Friend, Ninth, Pick, Poetry and Poems, Pumpkin's Cand, Rearrange, Reason, Scarecrows, School Year, Seasons, Sense, September Morn, Seven, Sky, Snuggles, Spices, Stove, Summer, Sun Sets, Sunflower, Thought, Thoughts, Trail, Treasure Trove, Treat, Tricks, World
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On His Ground
On His Groundby Michael DoyleThe walls tumble downAt the roaring soundWith the victory crownWe plant our feet on His GroundGlorifying what we’ve foundIn the arms of Jesus aroundUs all, in His full gloryKnowing we are part of His full storyThe … Continue reading
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Tagged Amrs, Before All, Call, Fascination, Father, Found, Generation, Glorify, Glory, Heart, His Ground, Hold, Jesus, Plant, Poetry and Poems, Resound, Roaring Sound, Sacred Hearts, Salvation, Story, Tumble, Veneration, Victory Crown, Walls
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The True Test
The True Testby Michael DoyleThere’s a tear that comesWhen your soul diesAs you watch your loveSlip from life, and you cryWe had edged to eternityStanding there forehead to foreheadNow nothing will return her to meUntil I, too, am deadI promised … Continue reading
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Tagged Blur, Bridge, Call, Catch Her Fall, Cry, Dead, Die, Eternity, Flowers, Forehead, Grave, Grief, Heartbreak Ridge, Love, Poetry and Poems, Return, Slip, Soul, Spirit, Tear, True Test
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To Yet Believe
To Yet Believeby Michael DoyleConfused by shadowsWe wonder at what we knowTo the heavens and to belowWe feint at what we might knowPerhaps spoken dreamsAre our best questsThe impossible, so it seemsGives us our best testsTo fight to right the … Continue reading
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Tagged Believe, Belong, Below, Brave Hearts, Call, Confuse, Courage, Destiny, Down-At-Heart, Dream, Dreamer, Earnest Hearts, End, Feint, Fight, Final Home, Give, Glory, Greatest Gift, Heart, Heaven, Heavens, Home, Impossible, Knight, Know, Lerry, Passing Years, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Quest, Recall, Reval, Right, Seem, Shadow, Start, Story, Tear, Test, Try, Weary, Wonder, Wrongs
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Thought For the Day: What the Caterpillar Calls the End of the World, the Master Calls A Butterfly
“What the Caterpillar calls the end of the world, the Master calls a butterfly.” -Richard Bach, writer (b. 23 Jun 1936)
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Tagged Butterfly, Call, Caterpillar, End of the World, Master, Richard Bach, Thought For the Day, What
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We Call For the Water
We Call For the Waterby Michael DoyleThe outside world focuses on the forgivingAt best, if at all, and not the givingAs we link arms serving on behalf of the joyFrom day one, this was God’s intention to deployAs babe was … Continue reading
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Tagged Angels, Call, Christ, Deliver, Forgiving, Gift, Giving, God's Intention, Good News, Grace and Love, Joy, Love, Manger, Outside World, Pharisees, Philosophy, Poetry and Poems, Rift, Serve, Shiver, Water
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Called To Freedom
Called To Freedomby Michael DoyleStanding firm on Sunday morningLiving life as if a warningDoing it as I can to my very bestFasting and testifying as I confessIt grew toward a borderline resentmentUntil I discovered what brought contentmentCalled to freedom to … Continue reading
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Tagged Attraction, Best, Call, Confess, Contentment, Crucify the Flesh, Dismiss, Fatal Distraction, Freedom, Fruit of the Spirit, God's Salvation, Hides Within, Idolatry, Law, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Repentance, Resentment, Serve, Sin Nature, Sincere, Sunday Morniing, Troublemaker, Warning, Wrong
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Holistic Commitment
Holistic Commitmentby Michael DoyleThere is no real culture of lifeWithout the culture of married familyHere in this world filled with strifeThis is not just an empty homilyBut a call for holistic commitmentTo which there should be no resentmentBut a desire … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Abuse, All Life Is Sacred, Baseless Fears, Better Place, Blessing, Brutality, Call, Candles Lit, Child Born, Cloud of Darkness, Commitment, Conversation, Culture of Life, Darkness, Death of Innocence, Desire, Earth, End, Every Child's Life, Experience, Fully Capable, Good Difference, Good Principles, Holistic, Hope, Intend, Irresponsibility, Kill, Love, Loveless World, Married Family, Miracle, Moment of Birth, Others, Poetry and Poems, Pregnancy Care, Refuse, Rejection, Replace, Resentment, Righteous, Silence, Spoken, Strife, Support, Treat, Unfold, Violence, Vulnerable, Walking Away, World
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Bad Data Rejected
Bad Data Rejectedby Michael DoyleBad dataMay be big dataBut false is always untrueAnd should be rejectedWhen you call a strangerWho knows the dangerOf talking to a snooty pollsterOut to collect dataThat confirms opinions, not factsYou’re going to get skewThe results … Continue reading
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Tagged Bad Data, Bias, Call, Collect, Danger, Elected, Facts, False, Injected, Opinions, Pluralistic, Poetry and Poems, Politicians, Pollster, Realistic, Rejected, Results, Skew, Stranger, Untrue
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