Tag Archives: Life

In the Example of the Okapi

In the Example of the Okapiby Michael DoyleUnique in our awesomenessWe are known by our awkwardnessIt’s not to be living in arroganceBut to live God’s thumbprint in confidenceStewarding the space between our earsLiving to our best in all of our … Continue reading →

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Set Apart

Set Apartby Michael DoyleAs a church, we’re set apartBy God, stirred in our heartsLiving life by past precedentWe do our best to live reverentBestowed in the Lord’s good favorIt’s a life we’re meant to savorFearfully and wonderfully madeThere is no … Continue reading →

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Resolution Brings Harmony

Resolution Brings Harmonyby Michael DoyleTaking a look at the beatitudesTaking each moment given in gratitudeGod blesses the peacemakers as God’s familyNot avoiding or appearing overly sweetlyPeace at any given price is not peaceNor is it conflict’s sweet releaseIt is isn’t … Continue reading →

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Thoughts On Dorian Gray, Part II

Thoughts On Dorian Gray, Part II, III and IVby Michael DoyleII.Conjuring tales and hallucinationServe up as the Devil’s illustrationIt’s a triumph of base deceitQuietly play on a foggy London streetToo many things are better left unsaidWhere this an extraordinary sense … Continue reading →

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In Mercy Spoken

In Mercy Spokenby Michael DoyleIn my strengthI’ve found your songIn it is foundWhere I belongIn a lullaby of graceI feel my peaceEscape for sin, I embraceIn God, I find releaseStanding in victoryOver things I would not doGrace not sympathyFor the … Continue reading →

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Thoughts On Dorian Gray

Thoughts On Dorian Grayby Michael DoyleTextured as it is in prescienceAre those things outside of scienceAmong these is the legend of Dorian GrayOf which there is much yet to sayImages that stick through flesh like a knifeSliced cleanly through the … Continue reading →

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First Principles: Democracy Will Soon Degenerate Into An Anarchy, Such An Anarchy That Every Man Will Do What is Right In His Own Own Eyes

“[D]emocracy will soon degenerate into an anarchy, such an anarchy that every man will do what is right in his own eyes and no man’s life or property or reputation or liberty will be secure, and every one of these … Continue reading →

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On the Futility of Revenge

On the Futility of Revengeby Michael DoyleLife it seemsBeyond its dreamsIs a transitory questionBest approached with hesitationCareful of curtains hungEqually as so with songs unsungAbout the wrongs we wish to avengeFor such things bring their own revengeOften these cut both … Continue reading →

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Thought of the Day: Your Time Is Limited, So Don’t Waste It Living Someone Else’s Life

“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner … Continue reading →

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Pushed and Pulled

Yesterday, September 27, 2021, was the last day of prescribed cardiac rehab. They tell me that I am doing excellently. The only admonishment given was that I should keep in mind not to work out as hard as my spirit … Continue reading →

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