Tag Archives: Revealing

Wounded Bluntness

Wounded Bluntnessby Michael DoyleIt seems cliché, by revealing,When we talk about our covert feelings,That even writers aren’t sure what’s good.It’s well enough hoping to be understood.The personal is what others find compelling.Otherwise, just what is it that you’re revealing?That is, … Continue reading

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It’s Sublime

It’s Sublimeby Michael DoyleDisappearing moments spentIn all of my hours lentI walk along the wooded trailsThinking about all of life’s talesI watch with quiet fascinationAs all of the glory of creationPraise His holy nameAs he lifts up, even the lameWalking … Continue reading

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In This House of Worship

In This House of Worshipby Michael DoyleIn this house of worshipWe praise the relationshipHere as we begin our healingWrapped within the Word revealingThe miracles come at an outpourAnd we know there will be moreComing alive with Jesus’s loveWe follow the … Continue reading

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In His Name

In His Name by Michael DoyleThe stars of lifeThese come and glowIn peace and strifeFaithful love is what I knowWhatever the circumstanceI’ll make it throughTo dance again, this danceOf joy felt through faith in youThis faith is more than a … Continue reading

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The Rock Hewn Churches of Lalibela

The Rock Hewn Churches of Lalibelaby Michael DoylePeople tend to adopt the way of othersThey suit their own cultures to another’sAnd as people seek commonality with each otherThey also signify differences with one anotherIn Ethiopia’s highlands, we find many depictionsOf … Continue reading

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In Compromise

In Compromiseby Michael DoyleThe greatest gift that life can giveIs the true love that gives the will to liveIn a compromise, we bargain what’s possibleNever doubting the more of which we’re capableThose untroubled by the fires of burning loveAre destined … Continue reading

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A Graduated Conflict of Morality

A Graduated Conflict of Moralityby Michael DoyleThe late 1960s were a time of generational conflictWith more moral questions than principles to inflictRestrictions on all the choices between the rightAnd wrong of what was needed to get through the nightTo some, … Continue reading

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Revisiting Truth In the Post-Modernist Age

Revisiting Truth In the Post-Modernist Ageby Michael DoyleIt can be said with conviction of feelingThat the ways of God are revealingHere in this mid-DecemberIt seems timely to rememberAll of God’s loving tracesIn all the history of a life’s embracesAre like … Continue reading

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In All My Remaining Days

In All My Remaining Daysby Michael DoyleNo matter what the seasonI’ve found that Jesus is the reasonHe has no other rivalAs the key to my survivalI call on His holy nameAnd if it is all the sameI will give him … Continue reading

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Jurassically Mundane

Jurassically Mundaneby Michael DoyleFinally caving in I’m watching the showWith my daughters whispering clues to knowIn hushed tones, I try not to be curtAs I insist on giving out my spoiler alertA sense of wonder has left the buildingBut I … Continue reading

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