Tag Archives: Soul

A Holy Genealogy

A Holy Genealogyby Michael DoyleIt didn’t really begin with the rolling back of a stoneAs Jesus reached out to prove we are not alone.The church was born to spread the faith of our gospelAllowing believers to have assurance that all … Continue reading

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Memory’s Connection

Memory’s Connectionby Michael DoyleMemory goes beyond mere collection.Below the skin is the synaptic connection.Life is weathered by the sun and the rain,Until there is no awareness left in the brain.Dementia is nature’s worst solitude,Alone in the night where emptiness intrudes.Alzheimer’s … Continue reading

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The Promise of Salvation

The Promise of Salvationby Michael DoyleIt took the Lord God Almighty,In all His mercy to save me.I was lost in the wrath of my sin,Losing my way, time and again.I suppose a lesser soul could have tried.I laughed to myself … Continue reading

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I’ve Come To Understand

I’ve Come To Understandby Michael DoyleEntombed in my shame,I was lost in my blame.I was afraid to show my face,Until I learned of God’s grace.I thought I knew my place,Hiding in the darkness.I was afraid to show my face,Mine was … Continue reading

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First Principles: Permanence, Perseverance and Persistence In Spite of All Obstacles, Discouragements, and Impossibilities.

“Permanence, perseverance and persistence in spite of all obstacles, discouragement s, and impossibilities: It is this, that in all things distinguishes the strong soul from the weak.” – Thomas Carlyle

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Redemption In the Law

Redemption In the Lawby Michael DoyleIn God’s love, like a symphonyThe Book of Romans feeds the communityComplete in its fullness and integrityIt teaches history and theologyProdigals are welcomed to this storyAs we reveal the depth of God’s gloryKnees are bowed … Continue reading

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My Final Victory Won

My Final Victory Wonby Michael DoyleMy soul has no place to hideAs I face the night and rideRolling away that stoneWherever I am, I’m not aloneBurning ashes spread with the windBlown hot until the endPraying that things turn aroundMy feet … Continue reading

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The Sweetest Fragrance

The Sweetest Fragranceby Michael DoyleEvery curve, every gleam, every sightHer words were a whisper in the nightCharms awaken my soul as she blazedMy heart on fire, I stood amazedThe depth of her soul was uncharted kindnessIt was crystal clear despite … Continue reading

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Due North

Due Northby Michael DoyleIn these daysWhen everything has gone frothyIn a million waysWe need those around to be worthyThat’s who my friend had always beenThe one I knew was good for the winEver since back in high schoolI knew her … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: I Will Permit No Man To Narrow and Degrade My Soul By Making Me Hate Him

“I will permit no man to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him.” – Booker T. Washington

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