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What’s Your Story?
What’s Your Story?by Michael DoyleTell me, please, of the gloryThat opens up your storyLeaving behind the ninety-nineFor the inheritance that is mineDoing that riotous livingNeeding more than a little forgivingFeeling more than unworthyBrother, you are no lesser than meAt least, … Continue reading
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Tagged Alibi, Assured, Belief, Brother, Changing Lives, Contemplation, Could Not Keep, Dead Man Walking, Extermity, Faith, Far Country, Feeling, Forgiving, Found, Free, Freed, God Reached Out, God Shaped Vacuum, God's Glory, Goodness, Grace, Grown Dim, His Majesty, In Him, Inheritance, Leaving Behind, Lights, Linger, Living Past Thirty, Living Prayer, Lost Coins, Lost Sheep, Matter of History, Me, Mine, Moments, Need, Ninety-Nine, No Lesser, Open, Overdose, Peace, Plant, Poetry and Poems, Prodigal, Promises, Read, Redemption, Riotous Living, Satan's Snare, Seed, Sins of the Family, Society, Soul, Stand up, Story, Straight Talking, Taken Back, Tell Me, The Father's Glory, The Glory, Thrown Books, Tossed, Unworthy, What's Your Story?, Without A Clue, Words, Worthy, Wouldn't Keep, Wrecking Crew
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First Principles: There Is Not A More Important and Fundamental Principle In Legislation, Than That the Ways and Means Ought Always To Face the Public Engagements; That Our Appropriations Should Ever Go Hand In Hand With Our Promises
“There is not a more important and fundamental principle in legislation, than that the ways and means ought always to face the public engagements; that our appropriations should ever go hand in hand with our promises. – James Madison, 1790
In the Sneeze of A Sweet Blink
In the Sneeze of A Sweet Blinkby Michael DoyleIn the sneeze of a sweet blinkShe was deeper than I’d thinkBreathing through my old heartNever to ever want to departThe memories that we buildWhether at home or afieldAre those that I … Continue reading
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Tagged Afield, All My Heart, Always Keep, At Least This Clever, Between the Lines, Blink, Breathing, Build, Cherish, Constantly, Deeper, Depart, Dreams, Each Other Cares, Ever Together, Forever, Heart, Home, I Write, Know, Know Enough, Knowing, Link, Love You, Memories, Our Love, Poetry and Poems, Promises, Said, Share, She, Sighed, Smiles, Sneeze, Start, Sweet Love, Sweetest Dream, The Words, Think, Times, Tried, Trust, What I Need, Will Always Abide, Yet To Sleep, You Read
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Making A Difference In Possible End Days Blues
Making A Difference In Possible End Days Bluesby Michael DoyleDetermined that I am going to make a differenceHolding my head up high but still in reverenceAs I am making way through 2020’s day to daySpending my soul’s debt down, giving … Continue reading
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Tagged 2020, Belief, Believers, Birth Pains, Blessed, Blink, Ceaseless Rhymes, Confident, Confusion, Day To Day, Debt, Descend, Determined, Difference, Doom, Ears, End Days, Faith, Fears, Filters, Forgives, Giving Love Away, Giving My Heart, God, God's Good Truth, God's Holy Breath, Good Deed, Grace, Graced, His Love, History, Holy Word, House, Illusions, Jesus, Keeping It Real, Lessons, Light, Linking Arms, Lord's Ways, Lost Up, Love, Love It Right, Make, May Yet Live, Means To Me, Miracles, Misfortune, Mystery, Needs, No Harm, Opening Eyes, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pouring Rains, Prayerfully Learned, Prayers, Promises, Prophesy, Put to Death, Quietly, Reasons, Redeem, Reliance, Remind, Return, Revealed, Reverence, Sacred Rooms, Salvation, Season, Signs of Our Times, Silently Repeat, Sinner's Prayer, Solid Foundation, Soul, Steady, Thanking God, These Days, Time We Have Left, Turning My Troubles Over, Two Minutes to Midnight, Wait, World, You
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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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Tagged African Plain, Birth, Blessing, Canyon Rim, Care, Fair, Falling Star, Happiness, Keep, Life, Love, Magic, Mean, Not In Vain, Parents, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Promises, Reverence, Ritual, Sacred Heart, Share, Sunset, The Lion King, Youth
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Leaning On His Promises
It’s interesting times we live in. Watched a church sermon via the internet. Leaning On His Promises by Michael Doyle The church’s electronic bulletin board read Much as the Good Book itself has said We need to remember each other … Continue reading
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Tagged Anxiety, Break, Break Down, Breakthrough, Calm, Church, Conquer, Control, Creation, Electronic Bulletin Board, Embrace, End, Faith, Fear, First Dawning, Forgiving, Friendly Reminder, Giants, Glory, God, Good Book, His Promises, Hope, Internet, Jesus, Lean, Living, Lord God, Love of God, Love One Another, Loving God, My Soul, New Day, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Praise, Prayer, Presensce, Pride, Promises, Remember, Said, Sermon, Silence, Sister and Brother, Society's, Storms, Sun, Take Fall, The Enemy, Unshakable, Wall, Walls, Weary Eyes
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Today and Always
Six months ago today, I met my love dressed in the guise of an elf with a high interest in photography, kindness in her heart, beauty in her soul, endowed with a laugh that woke the core of my soul … Continue reading
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Tagged All Days, All Things, Always, Amaze, Attention, Beats, Beautiful, Beauty, Beyond Words, Bless, Brand, Breath, Cherish, Day We Met, Depend, Devoted, Dreams, Elf, End of Days, Falling Star, Far, Girlfriend, Happiness, Happy, Happy Anniversary, Heart, Hope, In All Ways, Joy, Keeper, Kindness, Laugh, Life, Love, Love You, Love You Always, Magic, Memory, Met, Moments, Never Find, Never Giving Up, Nice, Once, Partner, Photograph, Pledge, Poem, Poetry, Priceless, Promises, Proud, Reason, Right Intention, Season, Six Months, Spark, Spice of Life, Thanks, This Day, True, Turn Around, Twice, Wish, Wishes Came True, Wonderful, You
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A Cowboy Slips Into Easy
Some of my heroes have been cowboys. At least one of them was a cowgirl. My sister. She’s likely riding the North Back 40 in heaven now looking down on us all and encouraging us to ride through this storm … Continue reading
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Tagged Belong, Brave, Cast, Changes, Coffee, Cowboy, Cowboy Ways, Cowgirl, Cup, Dakota, Easy, Enough, Face, Going On, Half Remembered, Hero, Home, Human Beings, Intangibles, Jukebox, Known, Life, Light, Luck, Made, Name, One Day, Own, People, Photograph, Place, Poem, Poetry, Principles, Promises, Proof, Quarter, Ranges, Same, Seen, Sister, Slips, Smile, Splinter, Stand By, Stone, Storm, Taste, Thrown, Truth, Unafraid, When, While, Winter, Yester
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