Tag Archives: Struggle

Walking With the Giants

Walking With the Giantsby Michael DoyleWalking with the giantsWe stand in our defianceCalling out the holy namesKnown with the mark of God’s fameWalking in the faith that’s knownConfidence that has grownThough the future remains unseenIn this assurance, we find new … Continue reading

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Beauty’s Brutality

Beauty’s Brutalityby Michael DoyleIn the deeps of Finland’s heartThe land lies in its darknessBathed in the Northern LightFrom where whispers of hope startAgainst the chilling harshnessBelow winter’s frosted nightSummer has been quick and fleetingTo thrive here takes endurance and courageWorn … Continue reading

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Together We Will Stand

Together We Will Standby Michael DoyleThere is now in this time of historyA grain going against the orthodoxyThat states that the power rests in populismDespite the modern move against nationalismToday, a certain set wishes our knees to bowAs if to … Continue reading

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Inside the Cave

Which side of a dream is real? Inside the Cave by Michael Doyle In this slumber we call life Some prefer peace over strife To these, I find that I agree But, that hasn’t been the life led by me … Continue reading

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Unique Just Means Alone

They say no man is an island.  Perhaps for some of us, it would be better if we were. Unique Just Means Alone by Michael Doyle I guess it doesn’t matter if it’s deserved That special designation that’s been reserved … Continue reading

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To Learn To Love

Based in part on Colossian 3:13: To Learn To Love by Michael Doyle Bearing as we do with each other Learning daily to forgive and love one another It is always the greatest of love’s expression And the hardest to … Continue reading

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Into the Open Door

What if we could finally stop seeking and finally see? Into the Open Door by Michael Doyle If life were but a movie What would we really be But a story within the story That is all the glory Of … Continue reading

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War Changes A Man

While paying attention to something else, I started to think on PTSD. War Changes A Man by Michael Doyle It came on without any warning Half past two in the morning And suddenly, it was show time Landing hard like … Continue reading

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Something Somehow Selfish Worn

Based in part on 1 Cor.10:31: Something Somehow Selfish Worn by Michael Doyle There is something selfish in loving the Lord Because He loves us and we’re looking forward To that fellowship we feel here and up above And know … Continue reading

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Given the Dickens I’ve Known

Show of hands, who has read Charles Dickens in their lives?  Who in the last 30 years?  Yet, he stands as perhaps the greatest novelist in the English language.  It almost scares me to know that I had read five … Continue reading

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