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A Dagger’s Breath

The last in the classic retelling of a classic werewolf tale: A Dagger’s Breath by Michael Doyle Everywhere the deceived heart searches for clues Bits of treachery displayed in all of its hues You can hide it all within a … Continue reading →

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Truth of This Human’s Race

The truth is what will set us all free.  Man is mortal – limited in time.  But, not in God’s grace. Truth of This Human’s Race by Michael Doyle Thank you Father for loving me Making your grace part of … Continue reading →

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To Learn To Love

Based in part on Colossian 3:13: To Learn To Love by Michael Doyle Bearing as we do with each other Learning daily to forgive and love one another It is always the greatest of love’s expression And the hardest to … Continue reading →

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On Attempting To Be A Good Father

As Father’s Day approaches, I am thinking a lot on what it means to be a father to my two daughters.  I am woefully aware that as they approach their teenage years, there are things I might have said and … Continue reading →

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Thought For the Day: To A Father Growing Old, Nothing Is Dearer Than A Daughter

“To a father growing old, nothing is dearer than a daughter.” – Euripides, playwright (c. 480-406 BCE)    

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Something Somehow Selfish Worn

Based in part on 1 Cor.10:31: Something Somehow Selfish Worn by Michael Doyle There is something selfish in loving the Lord Because He loves us and we’re looking forward To that fellowship we feel here and up above And know … 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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The Lateness of the Hour

Returning back to a promised project that was set down for a time and based in part on The Twilight Zone, Season 2, Episode 8: The Lateness of the Hour by Michael Doyle In a labyrinth of the mind’s imprecision We … Continue reading →

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On Habits of Soap, Water and Masks

My youngest princess is fond of teasing the truth that we are living history.  What a memory this all will be one day won’t it?   They’ll be able to say they lived through a global crisis and remember things … Continue reading →

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In A Place of Longing

Based in part on Augustine’s Enchiridion: In A Place of Longing by Michael Doyle I suppose there’s no sense in prolonging Stating that the gist of life is belonging The rumor has it that its in what we love And … Continue reading →

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