Tag Archives: Relief

Thought For the Day: There Is Tremendous Relief In Knowing That His Love Is Based At Every Point In Prior Knowledge of the Worst About Me

“There is tremendous relief in knowing that His love to me is based at every point on prior knowledge of the worst about me.” – J.I. Packer

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A Well-Traveled Confession

A Well-Traveled Confessionby Michael DoyleIt’s a resounding themeTo live this life and dream.Putting God into action,It brings the best of life’s satisfaction.Taking the drink of living water,In the name of the Son and the Father.It’s amazing what we filter through,In … Continue reading

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The One Who Won’t Go Away

The One Who Won’t Go Awayby Michael DoyleIn the air is a feeling of anticipationAs we joyfully prepare our contributionChristmas is coming as if we’re dreamingSoul shine fills us as if it’s beamingGod is with us as we happily prepare … Continue reading

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Doomscrolling the Past Time Lore

Doomscrolling the Past Time Loreby Michael DoyleIt’s a twisted blade to the knife That makes a struggle for our lifeInto a battle to hold off deathUntil the very last draw of breathSo much deception when truth becomes liesWhile we look … Continue reading

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In the Quiet

In the Quiet by Michael DoyleIn the late hours, with others asleepI find my contemplation runs deepAnd I get my best moments quietly doneIt’s sometimes best without anyoneIt’s not to be impatient or rudeWhen I speak on how others intrudeOn … Continue reading

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Second Chance Poker

Second Chance Pokerby Michael DoyleYou don’t truly knowWhat it’s like to live hollowHaving nowhere to goLiving in a jail cell’s shadowClinging to who you used to beSilently hoping for your dignityFeeling like your honor is goneIs this life worth going … Continue reading

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Coming To Peace With the Questions

Coming To Peace With the Questionsby Michael DoyleWhatever might be said as final proclamationOne way or another about Jesus’ divinationIt can’t fail to be noted, He changed civilizationRegardless of any attempts at miseducationJesus came to fulfill, and not overturn JudaismFrom … Continue reading

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The Framing of Frida

The Framing of Fridaby Michael DoyleStains of colors come aliveThese help one to liveWe are happy as we arriveFinding life giving what it has to giveWe run as fast as the breezeThat whisper lessons under backyard treesSome are laughing at … Continue reading

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Chanukah and Antisemitism

In solidarity with the Jewish people around the globe on this first night of Chanukah! Chanukah and Antisemitismby Michael DoyleIn what should be a quiet season filled with optimismIt is hard to feel life without a bit of pessimismStill, menorah … Continue reading

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The Black Book Blues

The Black Book Bluesby Michael DoyleA father’s handClutches his son’s bloodMired in the sandClotting in the mudCorruption is as corruption doesSome things never changeIt’s as bad as it ever wasSome things simply rearrangeAn honest man can’t always be niceNot when … Continue reading

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