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In the next 10 days I am moving my blog to a new location. Please email me at thinkpink.Dana@gmail.com if you would like my forwarding address.

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Some days I feel very small, like a clod of dirt to be knocked off a shoe or an amoeba.

Some days I feel the only way to get it right is to never open my mouth.

Some days I look in the mirror and forget who I was looking for; or wish I hadn't found myself there.

Some days one person's gratitude is enough to keep me upright.

Some days the fishbowl is too constricting.

Some days anonimity is desirable.

Some days invisible is to visible.

Some days I know God doesn't make mistakes, but I also know He did.

Some days....like today.

Hiding

Sometimes hurt comes from the most unexpected places

I found myself a hiding place
I found myself a secret space
In the shelter of Amighty's love
In the safety of the Saviour's arms

I will run to the hiding place
I will run to the hiding place
Draw me ever closer to look upon Your face
I will run to the hiding place

I found myself a hiding place
I found myself a secret space
In the refuge of the Father's care
In the cleansing blood of Jesus there

I will run to the hiding place
I will run to the hiding place
Draw me ever closer to look upon Your face
I will run to the hiding place

Though my fear may overwhelm me
And troubles, they surround
Though
The wind rise up to take me
My hiding place is already found

I will run to the hiding place
I will run to the hiding place
Draw me ever closer to look upon Your face
I will run to the hiding place