My Hiding Place

“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

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