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Life Worth Living

Life Worth Livingby Michael DoyleI’ve never been one given to chanceDetermined to rise above my circumstancesAs a child of God driven by destinyTaking this challenge as my legacyHeaven holds all of my best treasureGod first, then family, is my measureA … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Word Became Flesh and Made His Dwelling Among Us. We Have Seen His Glory, the Glory of the One and Only Son, Who Came From the Father, Full of Grace and Truth

“The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.” – John 1:14

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A Gaelic King

A Gaelic Kingby Michael DoyleIn 700 AD, the Picts and the Gaels divided ScotlandAs if that were something natural to commandNo force on Earth could unite these kingdomsTo think that possible is sheer bedlamThe impossible doesn’t stop hearts from tryingBut … Continue reading

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Winchester I. The Arrival

There is a famous house in California built the widow of the same Winchester who invented the famous rifle of the same name. Winchester I. The Arrival by Michael Doyle The bell tolls in the dark of night While the … Continue reading

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Lifted Song

A sort of song of praise: Lifted Song by Michael Doyle With a lifted song I find myself drawn To where I belong Awakening with the dawn I’ve seen all that you’ve done Mystified by the glory of the Son … Continue reading

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Hearing That Still Small Voice

Based in part on 2 Samuel 7:18-19: Hearing That Still Small Voice by Michael Doyle First and foremost in questions of worship Is the supreme importance of your relationship To God the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit It … Continue reading

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In A Place of Longing

Based in part on Augustine’s Enchiridion: In A Place of Longing by Michael Doyle I suppose there’s no sense in prolonging Stating that the gist of life is belonging The rumor has it that its in what we love And … Continue reading

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A Godly Mother

Based in part on 2 Timothy 1:1-7 and, of course, thoughts on Mother’s Day: A Godly Mother by Michael Doyle Without any sense of shy timidity God speaks through Second Timothy That which we’d do well to recognize Every mother … Continue reading

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An Easter Of Empty Churches

What an odd sort of Easter wasn’t it?  But perhaps a lesson to be learned… An Easter of Empty Churches by Michael Doyle April of 2019, Notre-Dame was burning And in this, we were surprised and learning That there would … Continue reading

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Cross Shaped of An Imperfect Heart

On the ninth day of Na/GloPoWriMo 2020, the optional prompt is to “write a “concrete” poem – a poem in which the lines and words are organized to take a shape that reflects in some way the theme of the … Continue reading

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