“Knowing God’s love for me is challenging because I am so often dissatisfied with my own efforts and achievements. Maybe it’s not about them.
During morning prayer, the candle’s flame reflects a thread of peach light into my eyes.
I sit here with my pretty light, the pleasant frankincense smell, and honesty before my God, my hiding place.”
-An Excerpt from a Past Journal
Blush of Dawn 
9 responses to “My Hiding Place”
You have the gift of crafting beauty with words, Jade. Your blog is a cove of peace and inspiration. I'm glad God lead me here.Pam at http://www.2encourage.blogspot.com
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Thanks for your comments. 🙂
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Beautiful. Thanks
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\”I sit here with my pretty light, the pleasant frankincense smell, and honesty before my God, my hiding place.\”Beautiful.You say so much, in so few – but powerful – words. God Bless you.
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Love the photo. Beautiful post.
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Lovely, lovely thoughts. I identify so much with that first sentence. But you're right – maybe it's not about them.
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how often we neglect that moment of communion
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'the candle's flame reflects a thread of peach light into my eyes.' This is so beautifully written. ♥ Prayer is such a lovely hiding place.
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♥ the kind of words i needed to hear. Jade, you are wonderful… as always.
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