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Thought For the Day: Sometimes the Questions Are Complicated and the Answers Are Simple

“Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple.” – Dr. Seuss

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Planting Churches

Planting Churchesby Michael DoyleAs we look around on these troubled daysWe’re living through chaosIn a million different waysWe’re wishing for the innocenceWe once knew in times beforeWhen godly people lived as in in His presenceNow it seems life moves in … Continue reading

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A Father’s Love

A Father’s Loveby Michael DoyleA young girl hurtsWith the soul of a womanWhy doesn’t anyone understandA father listens, alert -Doing the best that he canSilently, he offers his handShe dries her eyesWhile he simply listensTo the questions on her mindHe … Continue reading

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Nothing Better Than You, Lord

Nothing Better Than You, Lordby Michael DoyleEven as I walk through shadowThere’s something that I knowYour love will always surround meEven when I don’t deserve your sympathyWhen my life becomes ashesAnd my spirit tears with the thrashesThe fight and battle … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: By Dividing the Voters Through the Political Party System, We Can Get Them To Expend Their Energies In Fighting over Questions of No Importance

“By dividing the voters through the political party system, we can get them to expend their energies in fighting over questions of no importance. Thus by discreet action we can secure for ourselves what has been so well planned and … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: As the Pain That Can Be Told Is But Half A Pain, So the Pity That Questions Has Little Healing In Its Touch

“As the pain that can be told is but half a pain, so the pity that questions has little healing in its touch.” -Edith Wharton, novelist (24 Jan 1862-1937)

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To Lean Out of Wandering

To Lean Out of Wanderingby Michael DoyleLiving out the days of my back fortyKnowing that the end may come shortlyLike Moses, I lift my hands in prayerLiving a moment of taking proper careHaving learned to number my precious daysI long … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Most Important Discoveries Will Provide Answers To Questions That We Do Not Yet Know How To Ask

“The most important discoveries will provide answers to questions that we do not yet know how to ask and will concern objects we have not yet imagined.” -John N. Bahcall, astrophysicist (30 Dec 1935-2005)  John N. Bahcall is known for … Continue reading

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The Clock Keeps Ticking

The Clock Keeps Tickingby Michael DoyleFrom that pristine sense of momentWhen we come out of the wombThe clock starts tickingWith all its joy and tormentWe become the life in the roomMaking things happen through our kickingIt is in building the … Continue reading

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In A Dissonance Theory

In A Dissonance Theoryby Michael DoyleWhat if…What if is the beginningAs good as any beginningOr so it often seemsThe waking is stuff of dreamsAnd dreams bring as much truthAs that which we are toldAll the bill of goods that we … Continue reading

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