You are not able to see it all, says the Lord –
when you keep this unknowing before you
you keep humility before you
© Meissan Chan
You are not able to see it all
Posted in Addiction, Food addiction, God speaks poetry, Poetry, PTSD, Recovery and healing, Scripture riff, Spiritual poetry, writing
Tagged blindness, dependence, discernment, humility, perspective, union, unity, unknowing
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How slowly I began to numb over
How slowly I began to numb over –
as how ice freezes over a deep lake:
Not all at once, but it starts at the edges, moving inward
until all was frozen over, and then thicker, deeper
yet even still, beneath the universe of ice,
liquid water, waiting, hoping
© Meisaan Chan
Posted in Addiction, Earth poetry, Food addiction, Poetry, PTSD, Recovery and healing, Scripture riff, Spiritual poetry, writing
Tagged darkness, frozen, help, help me, hope, lost, numbness, thaw
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Praise feeds in ways that food cannot
Praise feeds in ways that food cannot;
work as you must, but do not neglect to praise
© Meisaan Chan
Posted in meditation, Poetry, Recovery and healing, Scripture riff, Spiritual poetry, writing
Tagged busyness, calm, help, meditation, tranquility, work
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You are so beautiful
You are so beautiful, my love, says the Lord
and the ways you struggle to love me make me love you more
a miracle – that Infinity can love you more! –
That is what you do to me
© Meisaan Chan
Posted in Addiction, Food addiction, God speaks poetry, Poetry, PTSD, Recovery and healing, Scripture riff, Spiritual poetry, writing
Tagged abundance, eternity, infinity, joy, love, Spiritual search, union
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Saturated with God
I enter this world empty-handed
and empty-handed I leave it
saturated with God
© Meisaan Chan
Posted in anxiety, compassion, Haiku/haiku-esque poetry, meditation, Poetry, Recovery and healing, writing
Tagged emptiness, joy, oneness, saturation, selflessness, spirit, union
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What is my life for?
What is my life for?
It is not for riches
It is not for power
It is not for prestige
It is not to go to the grave being right;
It is to go to the grave praising
© Meisaan Chan
Posted in anxiety, compassion, meditation, Poetry, Recovery and healing, writing
Tagged service
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