Tag Archives: Hearts

Thought For the Day: Before We Set Our Hearts Too Much On Anything, Let Us Examine How Happy Are Those Who Already Possess It

“Before we set our hearts too much on anything, let us examine how happy are those who already possess it.” – Francois, duc de La Rochefoucauld, moralist (15 Sep 1613-1680)

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Evil Does Not Truly Sleep

Evil Does Not Truly Sleepby Michael DoyleEvil does not truly sleepIt merely waitsOut there in the darkness deepGone unseen, it seals our fateOnly in the blessed is there restIn the secrets where it’s confessedThat hearts must find their healingBringing truth … Continue reading

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Road Tripping

Road Trippingby Michael DoyleIn a long history of driving placesFilled with love and smiling facesWe took it up to a whole new levelWhere boredom was the only DevilIt’s all in about that sort of journeyOn our way to the edges … Continue reading

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Dropping the Label

Dropping the Labelby Michael DoyleIn every moment, any given momentCan become the truth of a holy momentGod is with us wherever we areWhether in a building or under starsLife may not be fair, but God is faithfulBringing to our lives … Continue reading

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A Rispetto of Loneliness

Featured again is a poem form obtained from the weekly Short Form Poetry Workshop on Linden Lab’s virtual platform known as Second Life. This week the form was the rispetto. What then is a rispetto? It is a Tuscan folk … Continue reading

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Push Button

Push Buttonby Michael DoylePushed buttons bring us to griefFrustrations from which we need reliefWe have but one Father, one God of creationBrothers and sisters sharing our one situationWe should then, treat one anotherAs we are, sisters and brothersEqually held in … Continue reading

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First Principles: For Although They Knew God, They Did Not Honor Him As God Or Give Thanks To Him, But They Became Futile In Their Thinking, and Their Foolish Hearts Were Darkened

“For although they knew God, they did not honor him as God or give thanks to him, but they became futile in their thinking, and their foolish hearts were darkened. Claiming to be wise, they became fools, and exchanged the … Continue reading

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His Grace Forever

His Grace Foreverby Michael DoyleWith the Lord’s graceWe turn in life to embraceThe next adventure we’re onAll our busy days are too soon goneThe Devil must be disappointedAs we’re saved by the AnnointedHaving turned our lives aroundKeeping our feet planted … Continue reading

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There Is A Dream

There Is A Dreamby Michael DoyleThere is a dreamInside our reflectionA silent sort of screamThat escapes the world’s detectionA world that no one else can seeIn an answer in search of questionsThat we won’t ask in possibilityA mirrored echo of … Continue reading

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Under the Potter’s Hands

Under the Potter’s Handsby Michael DoyleUnder the potter’s handsHe forms the clayWe talk, He understandsWe live yet another dayIn our time, we fold handsAcross the world, in many landsTalking to God quietlyRescued from myself politelyGod in His purpose and mercyCorrects … Continue reading

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