Tag Archives: Despair

Dropping the Wrong Attitude

Dropping the Wrong Attitudeby Michael DoyleTaking a deep breath with communityA moment to bring this to realityEvery day lived in our true measureLiving dignified even under pressureCrossing the valley of well-renown despairApproaching Gethsemane, the place of whereBeauty and brokenness are … Continue reading

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A Morning’s Meditation

A Morning’s Meditationby Michael Doyle As in the beginning it is nowAs it will ever be yet somehowThough dead in sense from sinIf Christ is in us, we are born again Through the spirit living in eachWe are risen again … Continue reading

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Learning To Not Be Anxious

Learning To Not Be Anxiousby Michael DoyleTossing and turning without sleepFilled with thoughts that won’t keepThis world is filled with complexityEnough to fill our hearts with anxietyThe restlessness of what we must endureFor all these trepidations there is a cureThere … Continue reading

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Words To Think

Words To Thinkby Michael DoylePraying for blessing and favorAll words linked, meant to savorIn a world changing fastSo many moments that do not lastIn this living age of accelerationWe find many moments of fascinationLiving moments of radical transformationPast a bygone … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Every Time I See an Adult on a Bicycle, I No Longer Despair for the Future of the Human Race

“Every time I see an adult on a bicycle, I no longer despair for the future of the human race.” -H.G. Wells, writer (21 Sep 1866-1946)

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I’ll Always Take Your Call

I’ll Always Take Your Callby Michael DoyleRipped apart deep inside my DNAFinding the scary part is the last biteWhen suddenly, I run short of what to sayAnd my wildest dreams hold me through the nightSomewhere in the geometry of the … Continue reading

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First Principles: Act Worthy of Yourselves

“Our country is in danger, but not to be despaired of. Our enemies are numerous and powerful; but we have many friends, determining to be free, and heaven and earth will aid the resolution. On you depend the fortunes of … Continue reading

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Feelings Felt That Night

Poem Number 5 in the retelling of a classic story of a werewolf event in the life of an otherwise uneventful village: Feelings Felt That Night by Michael Doyle The feelings felt surpass right and wrong It is more a … Continue reading

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21st Century Goings On

Dedicated to George Floyd and all victims of brutality in hope that we may yet find our way to a more just and less cruel world shared in our walk of humanity.  Marvin Gaye would probably be rolling over in … Continue reading

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Depths of Despair

How much sadness can one little girl’s heart hold?  More than the number of angels that can dance on the head of an infinite pinhead. Depths of Despair by Michael Doyle In the depths of despair Her life out of … Continue reading

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