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Tag Archives: Truth
Truth Becomes A Life
Truth Becomes A Lifeby Michael DoyleLooking at life in its full-lengthWe find our hold on truth is our strengthWithout truth, life is merely a stumbleWith all around us in a constant crumbleThis is happening throughout our landAs I pray to … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Aaron Copeland, Abiding Truth, Anchor, Become, Being, Bind, Blessed, Blindness, Character, Choose, Corespond, Correction, Crumble, Desire, Each Other, Embrace, Ends, Feelings, Full Length, Futility, Gift, God's Sight, God's Word, Impurity, Interact, Keep Right, Kindness, Know, Legacy, Life, Love, Meaning, North Star, One Another, Path, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Promise, Protection, Reliability, Righteousness, Salvation, Sanctify, Satan, See, Sinful Condition, Strength, Stumble, Truth, Understand, Wrong, Youth
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Thought For the Day: We Owe Those Kabul Airport Gold Star Families Everything. We Owe Them Transparency, We Owe Them Honesty, We Owe Them Accountability
“We owe those [Kabul Airport] Gold Star families everything. We owe them transparency, we owe them honesty, we owe them accountability if appropriate. We owe them the truth about what happened to their loved ones.” – Joint Chiefs of Staff … Continue reading
Blossoming Before Our Sight
Blossoming Before Our Sightby Michael DoyleKeeping God’s presence on our mindsKeeps His will from being left behindWe must ask God to tell us the final costIt will help us from falling away lostKnowing God answers our needs we doThis is … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Answer, Blossom, Choice, Encourage, Final Cost, Foolishness, God's Presence, Holy Spirit, Poetry and Poems, Relationship, Saints, Sight, Sin, Toleration, Truth, Voice, Worship
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Perpetual Providence
Perpetual Providenceby Michael DoyleIn God’s perpetual providenceWe are always seeking His guidanceAsking God for aid in making our decisionsThat we know His preferences with greater precisionGod is a constant companion wherever we goHowever we travel; whether by will or by … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Aid, Constant Companion, Decision, God, Guidance, Hidden, Light, Perpetual, Poetry and Poems, Preferences, Pride, Providence, Reveal, Side, Speak, Travel, Truth
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Continually and Helpfully
Continually and Helpfullyby Michael DoyleContinually and helpfully, we must setGod’s word before us studied, not just a peekSeeking to live as Jesus would teachKeeping the things above within our needed reachFocused on what is truly our very bestThat we might … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Battlefield, Breath, Compel, Continue, Death, Devil, Dwell, Evil, Eyes, Flawed, Focus, Fumble, God, God's Word, Good, Grow, Helpful, Impulse, Jesus, Know, Learn, Light, Live, Minds, Outward, Path, Pleasure, Poetry and Poems, Purity, Push and Pull, Reach, Satan, Season, Soul, Study, Talk, Teach, Tempt, Test, Toward, Treason, Truth, Understood, Victory's Crown, Walk, Word of God, Yield
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In My Darkest Times
In My Darkest Timesby Michael DoyleIn my darkest timesWhen I’m all out of rhymesYou hold me in your holy palmKeeping me safe and calmYou pulled the Savior out of His graveWith all you are and do to saveJesus, you’ve always … Continue reading
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Tagged Amaze, Anguish, Connect, Darkest Times, Daze, Dots, Face, Faith, Felt, Grace, Grave, Heart, Hold, Holy, Hope, Jesus, Love, Next, Open, Palm, Poetry and Poems, Possibility, Pull, Recollection, Restore, Rhymes, Safe and Calm, Save, Savior, Share, Time and Space, Trace, Truth, Wonder
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The Fight For Nobility
The Fight For Nobilityby Michael DoyleTo fight for nobilityOften causes many to loseIn life’s lack of sensibilityWhich comes though we refuseThe Spanish InquisitionHad its inglorious powerThat it used without hesitationTo rule any given hourMadmen and poetsHave much in commonEven when … Continue reading
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Tagged Believe, Best, Born To Die, Broken Dreams, Brutality, Cause, Common, Confuse, Cure, Dare, Death, Desire, Destination, Dreams, Fight, Fool, Give, Grasp, Hesitation, Hour, Idle Talk, Inglorious Power, Judge, Knight, Life, Live, Lived, Lose, Madmen and Poets, Mirror, Moments, Nobility, Noble and True, Plain, Poetry and Poems, Pose, Prevail, Proverbs, Question, Real, Reality, Rebuild, Refuse, Rule, Seem, Sensibility, Test, The Spanish Inquisition, Truth, Why, Youth
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Of All Things Valued
Of All Things Valuedby Michael DoyleLike pieces arranged on the chessboardThe Man from La Mancha bears his swordPrince or pawnbroker, there is trade for madnessBut only the type that perpetually leads to sadnessThe battle with evil and giants cannot compareWith … Continue reading
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Tagged Affection, All Things, Approach, Battle, Because, Believe, Best, Born, Challenge, Chess Board, Compare, Contest, Cost, Days of Old, Disillusioned, Distinguished, Emblems, Errant Knight, Eternal Brothers, Evil, Fair, Garment, Giants, Good Knight, Hem, Joined, Kiss, Language, Lost, Love, Madness, Ores, Pawnbroker, Peasants, Pieces, Poetry and Poems, Precious Sacrament, Prince, Sadness, Say, See, Stolen, Sword, The Man From La Mancha, Token, Trade, True Gold, Truth, Useless, Valued, You and Me
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Dulcinea del Toboso’s Truth
Dulcinea del Toboso’s Truthby Michael DoyleThe best gravy is the world’s hungerAnd in our dreams, we grow no youngerIn his sight, the lady’s true beautyRemoves her sins as is his knightly dutyHe’s dreamed of her as a virgin ladyAnd while … Continue reading
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Tagged Beauty, Belief, Best Defense, Best Gravy, Cruelties, Divert, Dreams, Dulcinea del Toboso, Groan, Heart, Heaven, Hunger, Knightly Duty, Life, Little Hurts, Madness of Life, No Selfishness, No Younger, On and On, Poetry and Poems, Pursue, Remove, Sight, Sin, Single Bone, Soft, Thought, Tough, Trace, Truly Know, Truth, Two, Virgin Lady, Way of Life, World, Youth
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Politically Incorrect Revisited
Politically Incorrect Revisitedby Michael DoyleIs there some kind of fearThat we the people might persevereInto the rapid-fire shaking upCrystalized by making upToo many improvised linesSliding through topical landminesIn an approximation of real-timeThat edges up into the sublimeIt’s that take no … Continue reading →