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Wandering In the Night

Wandering In the Nightby Michael DoyleWeary souls wandering in the nightIn need of a healing lightWe are not ever truly aloneThanking God, we are not on our ownWe are unburdened from bitternessOur saved souls have felt the tendernessWalking each moment … Continue reading

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Persistence

Persistenceby Michael DoyleWe create our locked prisons by choiceWhere our creatures find their voiceThe point of origins might be our schoolOr wherever we learned life’s rulesWindow shopping as we were thenPursuing our visions and our sinsPaying our price as we … Continue reading

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Since the Days that Eden Fell

Since the Days that Eden Fellby Michael DoyleEver since the dark days that Eden fellMankind has cast pennies down the wishing wellHoping to find some bright point of lightTo get us through our darkest times of nightEver since the dark … Continue reading

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I’m Growing Through It

I’m Growing Through Itby Michael DoyleEvery day brings the miracles that we prayIn peace and calmness as we stayCollected in the Church of His holy nameWe trust in God to remain the sameWisdom is shown when we pay attentionTo the … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Contempt Is the Weapon of the Weak and A Defense Against One’s Own Despised and Unwanted Feelings

“Contempt is the weapon of the weak and a defense against one’s own despised and unwanted feelings.” – Alice Miller, psychologist and author (1923-2010)

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Thought For the Day: The Central Function of Imaginative Literature Is To Make You Realize That Other People Act On Moral Convictions Different Than Your Own

“The central function of imaginative literature is to make you realize that other people act on moral convictions different from your own.” – William Empson, literary critic and poet (27 Sep 1906-1984)

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First Principles: Every Good Citizen Makes His Country’s Honor His Own, and Cherishes It Not Only As Precious But As Sacred

“Every good citizen makes his country’s honor his own, and cherishes it not only as precious but as sacred. He is willing to risk his life in its defense and is conscious that he gains protection while he gives it.” … Continue reading

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First Principles: Do You Not Know That Your Bodies Are Temples of the Holy Spirit, Who Is In You…?

“Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your bodies.” … Continue reading

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First Principles: While We Are Contending For Our Own Liberty, We Should Be Very Cautious Not To Violate the Rights of Conscience In Others, Ever Considering That God Alone Is the Judge of the Hearts of Men, and To Him

“While we are contending for our own liberty, we should be very cautious not to violate the rights of conscience in others, ever considering that God alone is the judge of the hearts of men, and to him.” – George … Continue reading

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The Maze (Inside Our Minds)

The Maze (Inside Our Minds)by Michael DoyleConsciousness is who we areEqually near as it is farPast every bit of memoryRather in sadness or reveriePast the loops of improvisationThat edges us toward our creationTeetering there on the edges of madnessAre the … Continue reading

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