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If Space and Time…
If Space and Time…by Michael DoyleIt’s only been a matter of a few passing yearsI’m alone on your birthday except for my tearsTalking to God again, I stare off into the nightYours was the sisterly love that was my guiding … Continue reading →
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Tagged Alone, Clever, Cling, Clue, Communicate, Consciousness, Constant, Cosmic Instant, Cosmic Pasture, Death, Devastation, Every Passing Breath, Existence, Existential Dread, Feel, Flaws In Knowledge, Flooding Grief, Fragmented Conversation, God, Guiding Light, Heart To Stone, Hero, Hope, If, Immortality, Kid Brother, Laughed, Left Behind, Life, Light Particles, Live Forever, Living, Lone Cowgirl, Lost, Love and Belief, Mind, Multiverse, Night, Observation, Outside of Time, Paid the Costs, Pain, Passing Years, Philosophy, Poetry and Poem, Praying, Reality, Risks, Role, Rough Day, Sight, Signal, Sisterly Love, Sorrow, Space, Space and Time, Spaceless World, Spirituality, Story, Talking To God, Tears, Tomorrow, Tools, Universe, Wafture, Your Birthday
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Praying In the Name Of…
Praying In the Name Of…by Michael DoyleThe battle is won in victoryMy hands lift up in God, not meThroughout all of my daysEvery waking moment, focused on His waysMy hands lift up in His holy praiseHe is the author of … Continue reading →
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Tagged Ability, Alive, Author, Battle, Beyond, Blame, Blessings, Blood, Capability, Days, Done, Earthly Graves, Evil, Father's Feet, God, God Loves, Good, Hands Lift Up, Healing, Hearts, His Ways, His Will, Holy Praise, Hope, House, In the Name of, Jesus' Name, Lessons, Lived, Miracles, Name of the Father, Poetry and Poems, Praying, Promise, Receive, Resurrection Power, Save, Thankful, The Adversary, The Devil, The Son, The Spirit, True Defeat, Turn, Understood, Veins, Victory, Waking Moment
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Words To Think
Words To Thinkby Michael DoylePraying for blessing and favorAll words linked, meant to savorIn a world changing fastSo many moments that do not lastIn this living age of accelerationWe find many moments of fascinationLiving moments of radical transformationPast a bygone … Continue reading →
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Tagged A Little More God, Acquitted, Age of Accelration, Anchor, Authenticity, Blame, Blessing, Careful, Changing Fast, Communicate, Cultivate, Curb, Days, Deceit, Depart, Despair, Discouragement, Discrete, Doubt, Encouragement, Fascination, Favor, Feel, Focus, Forest, Forgiver, Friend, God, Goodness, Guide, Harmony, Harness, Heard, Heart, Helpful, Horse, Indiscretion, Information, Inspiring, Intentional, Jump the River, Kindness, Know, Labels, Lame, Last, Legacy, Linked, Magnificience, Missteps, Moments, Necessary, Passions, Path, Poetry and Poems, Praying, Quit It, Radical Tarnsformation, Refrain, Reins, Relevance, Repair, Reveal, Right to Say It, Rudder, Saturate, Savor, Ship, Sinning, Slander, Slips, Smiles, Spark, Speak the Good, Speaking Poorly of Others, Steward, Stumble, Think, Thinking Lane, Tongue, Tongue's Desire, Transcendent, Truthful, Understand, Understood, Verbal Bombs, Walk, Ways, Wildfire, Wind, Winning, Words, World, Wreaking Havoc
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Before It’s Too Late
Before It’s Too Lateby Michael DoyleI hold no real begrudgementAgainst the Holy God of judgmentAnd how it seems most on meNot them, yet as a matter of theologyThat it is most how it should beToo often, I cross the linePretending … Continue reading →
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Tagged Before It's Too Late, Begrudgement, Biblical Theory, Busy, Child of God, Cross the Line, Darkest Places, Father or Mother, Get Things Right, He Finds Me Out, Help Me, Hidden Wrongs, His Hands, Holy God, Holy Temple, Hoping, How It Feels, How It Should Be, I Embrace, I Make the Lord Weary, In His Sight, Judgment, Keeps Me Straight, Matter of Theology, My Complaints, Next To Nothing, Path of the Simple, Perfect Myself, Poetry and Poems, Praying, Pretending, What Is Mine
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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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Tagged Able, Agree, All I Gave, Any More, Blip, Cast, Cave, Clinging Tight, Closed the Door, Could Not Save, Crash, Cross, Die, Dine and Dash, Dream, Duty, Eternity, Fable, Felt Hard, Glimpsed, Grave, Higher Bar, I Might Save, Immortality, Inside, Laying Awake, Life, Life Led, Life's Beauty, Life's Test, Lived, Long Ago, More, Mother, Near Fatal, Night, No Safety, Not Easy, Obeying Orders, Only Goes So Far, Past, Peace, People, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Praying, Shadows Creep, Sleep, Slumber, Speak, Speak to me, Streaming Down, Strife, Struggle, The Cave, Think, Thoughts, Trail of Tears, Truth, Unquestioning, Want My life, Years
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Living Repentance
Wednesday nights, Ally and I attend church at the House of Prayer. Tonight’s sermon was on Acts 3:19-20. The following poem is based on the sermon heard tonight and wrapped in a poem. Living Repentance by Michael Romani Incomparable embrace Saved … Continue reading →
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Tagged Acts, Acts 3:19-20, Crumble, Dance, God's Family, Grace, Jesus, Poetry, Praying, Repentance, Sacred, Silent Tears, Sins, Strength, Stumble, Temptations
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Country Folk
This was for Earth Day and I was out and about for some of the day and well a thousand excuses, none of them good, as to why I did not ‘get’ okay… take the opportunity to post this as … Continue reading →
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Tagged American Heartland, County Folk, Earth Day, Georgic, Hoe Down, Love, NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo, Potatoes, Praying, Rainfall, Spring, Sweet Corn
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