When in hardship, remember your tools

Remember your tools, says the Lord
hard-earned, well-kept
Bring them out again

Dusty tools in back of shed
still work; shine them up
and use

© Meisaan Chan

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Parable of the two women and the broken vase

The kingdom of God is like two women who each broke a precious vase. The first woman swept up the shards and threw them away. The second woman wept, then carefully glued the vase back together. It could no longer hold water, so woman decided it would hold prayers instead, and she made it the centerpiece of her house. Everyone who entered rejoiced that their prayers would be held, and the vase was filled to overflowing.

© Meisaan Chan

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A middle of the night prayer

Calm, calm, gentle I appear
softly I stroke your body now
lengthening muscles, breath slowing down
I am for you, yes

© Meisaan Chan

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Chains

To be attached to the outcome
is chains

© Meisaan Chan

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Parable of the gem cutter and the people

There once was a gem cutter who spent all her life cutting the most beautiful gem in the world. When she unveiled it, everyone exclaimed that indeed, this was the most beautiful gem anyone had ever seen. Shortly thereafter, however, people started arguing about which facet she cut was the most beautiful. After that, they started arguing about which facet she cut mattered more than the others, and then they even argued that the other facets didn’t matter at all.

© Meisaan Chan

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The not-really-wilderness

I’m in the wilderness, I say to the Lord
Not really, the Lord says to me
How is this not so, I ask. There is no path, no one else, no markers, no map
You are walking upon my heart, the Lord says to me,
which is both wild
and home

© Meisaan Chan

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Maplessness

My heart is wild, says the Lord, so fear not the wilderness
nor the pathless path
nor maplessness

© Meisaan Chan

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