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Age of Anxiety

Age of Anxietyby Michael DoyleLooking out for my daughters with empathyAs this modern age drips with anxietyThere are so many issues and concerns seenIt quickly overwhelms any human beingIt has become an epidemic across this nationWhere morbid complexity gives way … Continue reading →

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First Principles: The God Who Gave Us Life Gave Us Liberty At the Same Time; the Hand of Force May Destroy, But Cannot Disjoin Them

“The God who gave us life gave us liberty at the same time; the hand of force may destroy, but cannot disjoin them.” – Thomas Jefferson (1774)

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Unity In God’s Family

Unity In God’s Familyby Michael DoyleLife proves the truth of God’s reliabilityAs God gets us through our adversitiesWe stand grateful as we become more wiseLearning to love the world through His eyesWe were once living in transgression and sinCraving the … Continue reading →

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Furthering Conformance To the Cross

Furthering Conformance To the Crossby Michael DoyleWith an amazing sense of unearned graceThe foot of the Cross can be embracedAn essence of sin drives our theologyAs we acknowledge the truth of you and meConforming ourselves to the Bible’s mirrorIt’s a … Continue reading →

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In A Less Than Perfect World

In A Less Than Perfect Worldby Michael DoyleI look out into my living roomIt gives me hope instead of gloomTo see my daughters study by preferenceAnd not out of some required deferenceMaybe I did one or two things rightTo be … Continue reading →

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On Turning 17

On Turning 17by Michael DoyleThe days crawl slowly on one by oneAnd your birthday is past and doneI am still thinking on what it meansThat my baby girl has turned seventeenWasn’t it only just yesterdayThat you entered this world’s wayLaying … Continue reading →

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I Stand Justified

I Stand Justifiedby Michael DoyleGod’s grace rewrote my storyTo be touched by His gloryBy grace, I will testifyAbout the God that I deifyGreater things have yet to comeAs we join linked to His kingdomAll that good that I can conceiveBecomes … Continue reading →

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Moments In Joe Rogan’s Mind

Moments From Joe Rogan’s Mindby Michael DoyleLife is the near-death experienceIn which you always stay aliveThe truth of this is felt by preferenceEven when uncertain that you’ll surviveThe backhand data feels a little missingBut no matter how, it feels a … Continue reading →

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Intoxicatingly Lost

Intoxicatingly Lostby Michael DoyleWe paraded all of our songsSinging on the trail to each otherStrumming our tunes to one anotherWondering where we might belongWe were tripping over the costFeeling intoxicatingly lostAs we fished for the starsInventing our stories on our … Continue reading →

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Your Mother’s Love Is Lying

Your Mother’s Love Is Lyingby Michael DoyleThere is so much assumed as basic factAnd from these, we choose how to reactAccuracy is important from our conceptionYou’d be surprised at the level of deceptionAs with these things lending toward ready detectionThere … Continue reading →

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