Tag Archives: Veneration

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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Conversion Then Immersion: Faith Required

Conversion Then Immersion: Faith Requiredby Michael DoyleIt is said firmly, and I believe itBaptism is not a matter of take it or leave itImmersion, conversion: Faith is requiredTo take on the Holy Spirit, it’s acquiredIt’s a living truth for this … Continue reading

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On His Ground

On His Groundby Michael DoyleThe walls tumble downAt the roaring soundWith the victory crownWe plant our feet on His GroundGlorifying what we’ve foundIn the arms of Jesus aroundUs all, in His full gloryKnowing we are part of His full storyThe … Continue reading

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The Kindness of A Godly Mother

The Kindness of A Godly Motherby Michael DoyleHold on to the wisdom found within the WordDespite all the foolishness that has occurredThe Bible is replete with examples understoodOf women who were mothers, holy and goodThough often imperfect, that’s not the … Continue reading

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Funny How Time Slips Away

Funny How Time Slips Awayby Michael DoyleI was thinking just the other dayIsn’t it funny how time slips away?Somewhere between country and rockThere’s need for living by straight talkLife has its beats and tribulationsTimes of sadness and of jubilationsIndulging in … Continue reading

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Thoughts On Palm Sunday 2023

Thoughts On Palm Sunday 2023by Michael DoyleEvery man’s life is a conversationIt’s in the soul, not the presentationPalm Sunday is it’s own celebrationThat turned from hosanna to devastationOr so perception blinded, yet it gave goodOne day at a time, as … Continue reading

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This Is the Baseline

This Is the Baselineby Michael DoyleThis This is the baselineMissed The punchline that was a signThat That showed us the worldAs Every dream was found fetal and curledMost stages of consciousnessAre degrees of insanityMirrored images of pretentiousnessHeld to the light … Continue reading

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Installation

Installationby Michael DoyleIn this race of recurrenceMay we run it with enduranceThe baton passes in every generationThere is a strategy in this venerationLaying hands to pass authorityThis is the way of the legendaryTime passes in legs of this raceMaking changes … Continue reading

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Passing It Down

Passing It Downby Michael DoylePassing it down to the next generationHoping it might be held in venerationSharing openly our ways of instructionIn hopes that they would avoid destructionFrom child to child this is taughtTo do as we should and not … Continue reading

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Nihilistic Stumble Grumble

Nihilistic Stumble Grumbleby Michael DoyleLife in all its historiesIs filled with a million mysteriesThings that might have gone betterWritten and unwritten, letter by letterWe find ourselves filling up the holesTrying to bring comfort to our soulsStepping in an avalanche pulling … Continue reading

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