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The insomnia prayer

God of counted minutes circle me back home to you © Meisaan Chan

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A tip for when in darkness

When in darkness, do not be afraid to yearn for nothing is more irresistible to God than the reaching heart © Meisaan Chan

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The mutual reaching

Grope in the darkness until fingertip brushes fingertip: gasp of recognition yelp of joy © Meisaan Chan

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Journeying

Those who undertake the journey must grow comfortable with wilderness © Meisaan Chan

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You’re not always going to get what you want

You’re not always going to get what you want – and for this, the weak shatter and for this, the strong return to me © Meisaan Chan

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The answer

“God, what is happening?” I ask. “Remember your anchor,” God says. “But what is happening?” I ask. “Remember your anchor,” God says. © Meisaan Chan

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The darkness is easy to dispel, says the Lord

The darkness is easy to dispel, says the Lord: one little light and it is gone – but the shadows! The shadows! © Meisaan Chan

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After the storm

Deep shadows, bold morning light rain still sliding down my window, the world, slick and golden, glowing from within – and then the gold is gone, fled, leaving only drenched flatness but I remember what just passed I remember the … Continue reading

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How you speak

If you were to show me all of your will in one great, blinding blow I would not do one thing, frozen: but, like reviving the eyes of the blind, I can detect the dark of shadows moving, and so … Continue reading

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A letter to Rumi

Across the oceans and great rifts of time we wander the streets for the Beloved calling His name until our throats are parched calling until He allows Himself to be found – then we twirl with intoxicated joy and delight … Continue reading

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