“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
♥ the kind of words i needed to hear. Jade, you are wonderful… as always.
'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.
how often we neglect that moment of communion
Lovely, lovely thoughts. I identify so much with that first sentence. But you're right – maybe it's not about them.
Love the photo. Beautiful post.
\”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.
Beautiful. Thanks
Thanks for your comments. 🙂
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