Tag Archives: help me

In gratitude to the helper

I needed help and you came pulling me from the mire and in that moment when your hand grasped mine: Somewhere, far off and not far off a galaxy exploded, came back together – For Erica © Meisaan Chan

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After the world comes crashing down

After the world comes crashing downwalk upon it with a prayer:God is my totality and nothing else © Meisaan Chan

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On listening

Your fearis the wrong voice © Meisaan Chan

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Do not shy away from pain

Do not shy away from pain, says the Lord,for my blessings are often built on top of it © Meisaan Chan

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The teacher

Sometimes I save you from your foolishness, says the Lord;sometimes I let it be your teacher © Meisaan Chan

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The holiness of holes

Healthy soil has holes –that’s how the air and rain and seeds sink in;solid soil holds little life © Meisaan Chan

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The gift of raw materials

My job is to give you the raw materialsbut it is up to you to decide what to do with them © Meisaan Chan

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