Tag Archives: comfort

Another case for resilience

Posted on May 31, 2018 by

Suffering propels growth more than comfort; failure teaches more than success © Meisaan Chan

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Because the adventure is not always comfortable

Posted on April 3, 2018 by

When your goal is not comfort you will be freed for the adventure; When your goal is comfort you will be locked up at home © Meisaan Chan

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Compassion is not designed for your comfort

Posted on March 12, 2018 by

Compassion is not designed for your comfort you need to look again © Meisaan Chan

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I return again to you, O God

Posted on February 20, 2018 by

I return again to you, O God you, who knows how to soothe and do, every moment I allow © Meisaan Chan

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Calm, calm, says the Lord, taking me in her arms

Posted on February 14, 2018 by

Calm, calm, says the Lord, taking me in her arms you have so much yet to learn about that one true thing © Meisaan Chan

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Night murmurs

Posted on December 25, 2017 by

Hush, hush, murmurs the Lord as she strokes me in the night I am all things for you: everything you need is everything I give, and more © Meisaan Chan

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The opposite of falling

Posted on September 21, 2017 by

You caught me again as I was falling, falling through the jagged sky of my past; it was you who bore my weight and gently laid me upon a soft, mossy bed; It was you who lulled my breathing and … Continue reading →

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