by Abigail Alleman | Mar 25, 2014 | Faith, Hope, Hungary, lessons from the hill, Prayer, The Journey
I remember the many prayers in the midst of transition and fundraising and packing and the like. I lifted up my heart’s desire for a God-gone-before place for our family to live once we moved to Budapest, Hungary. As with every prayer I have ever prayed with the...
by Abigail Alleman | Sep 7, 2012 | Abba Heart, Beauty, Gospel, Living for Him, Prayer, Writing
Oh LORD let this my prayer be:: Graceful as I rise to live for thee Graceful as I walk in days unknown Graceful in the moments that count Graceful in the quiet full Graceful when the harsh doubts probe Graceful even when it costs Graceful because for You it...
by Abigail Alleman | Jun 12, 2012 | Faith, Fear, Gospel, Living for Him, Prayer, The Journey
Hősök tere :: Heroe’s Square where one of the first flash mobs to go global came to be I’ll be honest. It’s hard to write these days…which is exactly why I know I need to keep at it. I find myself in this {almost} constant inner battle of gauging what I am supposed to...
by Abigail Alleman | Nov 18, 2011 | Faith, Hope, Hungary, Prayer, Writing
Grow Go :: If hope were a seed then I have asked her to plant deep in this heart of mine. And if love can grow roots then I have asked her to weave herself into the deep places. And if Home is a place that can travel with me, then I have asked Her to be with me always...
by Abigail Alleman | Sep 21, 2011 | Abba Heart, Beauty, Faith, Gospel, Home, Imperfect Prose, Poetry, Prayer, The Journey
on this rain-kissed dayi searchfor a place that i have been restless for.all the words i am graspingfor can not encompasswhat is beyond words.i long for Homei long for Himi long for face-to-facei long for peacei long for joyi long for Life!i long for Youi long with...
by Abigail Alleman | Jul 18, 2011 | Abba Heart, Gratitude, Prayer, SDG Sisterhood, The Journey, Use it on Monday
I am learning a whole new level of battle these days. The thick of a fight that is causing me to gasp for air to breathe out lies and breathe in Him. His truth. His hope to shed light upon the miry clay pit I’ve fallen into. I was greatly heartened...
