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Holy twisting

Do not demand that God’s path be a straight line for you very well could miss God’s path © Meisaan Chan

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Safety

Even in the tempest, you are safe; open and see what true safety is © Meisaan Chan

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Fear is not the opposite of courage

Fear is not the opposite of courage; self is the opposite of courage © Meisaan Chan

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Crashing waves, rising mist

Crashing waves, rising mist rushing, dense freedom wordless unity: heart beating beneath you, lungs pumping, legs propelling you both through the glowing mist © Meisaan Chan   (Photo credit: National Geographic)

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The bittersweetness of moving forward

Deciding to move forward is deciding to leave it behind so do not be surprised should you grieve while walking into the light © Meisaan Chan

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The path to being free

When you realize that fear is a conscious choice you are much closer to being free © Meisaan Chan

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Discerning the paths

You can choose to fear, says the Lord but that path will not lead you home © Meisaan Chan

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How you love solidity!

How you love solidity! But I am found in the falling! © Meisaan Chan

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Another case for fostering courage

Sometimes you don’t need the hand-holding as much as you thought, or the crutches or the safeguards – but without courage, you’ll never know © Meisaan Chan

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With just one swerve, the path turns foreign

With just one swerve, the path turns foreign, other-worldly, hostile to life – still, I go with you still, I lead the way © Meisaan Chan (Photo credit: National Geographic)    

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