Tag Archives: Life

From Condemnation To Redemption

Based in part on Romans 8: From Condemnation To Redemption by Michael Doyle In Christ Jesus There is no condemnation The blessings of Jesus Bring our firm redemption Whatever the struggles had The storms pass in safety Finding joy even … Continue reading →

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Thought For the Day: In Truth It Is Life That Gives Unto Life – While You, Who Deem Yourself A Giver, Are But A Witness

“You often say; I would give, but only to the deserving, The trees in your orchard say not so, nor the flocks in your pasture.Surely he who is worthy to receive his days and nights is worthy of all else … Continue reading →

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Giving Love

Love in our fallen world is the calling from our heavenly Father. Giving Love by Michael Doyle Giving love in a world of brokenness Willing and ready in our un-spokenness We would be His hands and feet Giving love patiently … Continue reading →

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Promises Meant To Keep

Finally got to watch the redo of The Lion King.  I have to say that I don’t know if it’s the passing of time or what, but, watching this again was just wonderful.  I really enjoyed the show very much. Promises … Continue reading →

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Last Chance

Life goes on despite having someone mouth off doesn’t it? Last Chance by Michael Doyle Tell me now, Do you have the cognizance That you might somehow Understand the fruits of consequence And when God speaks to you Dropped like … Continue reading →

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Inside the Cave

Which side of a dream is real? Inside the Cave by Michael Doyle In this slumber we call life Some prefer peace over strife To these, I find that I agree But, that hasn’t been the life led by me … Continue reading →

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Awkward Silence Felt

Does anyone else ever get into routines?  I suppose there is good and bad to these things. Awkward Silence Felt by Michael Doyle The awkward silence between Feels down, dirty and mean In pop culture’s references We’re coming down to … Continue reading →

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Unique Just Means Alone

They say no man is an island.  Perhaps for some of us, it would be better if we were. Unique Just Means Alone by Michael Doyle I guess it doesn’t matter if it’s deserved That special designation that’s been reserved … Continue reading →

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Lessons of Sadie Hawkins

Life in its myriad of dances has it’s meaning sometimes coming in multiples of delusion… Lessons of Sadie Hawkins by Michael Doyle Sock hop memories wake the school Where twists in plot are the rule All of life is filtered … Continue reading →

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Winchester I. The Arrival

There is a famous house in California built the widow of the same Winchester who invented the famous rifle of the same name. Winchester I. The Arrival by Michael Doyle The bell tolls in the dark of night While the … Continue reading →

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