by Abigail Alleman | Feb 7, 2014 | Hope, Marriage, The Journey, Writing
Go:: In this season when the posts have been few and the closet writings fewer, there has nevertheless been a great and beautiful story unfolding. You see I’m here in a new country which will certainly still be new 5 years and more from now, and I’m learning the kind...
by Abigail Alleman | Jan 17, 2014 | Hope, Living for Him, The Journey, Writing
Go:: It has been for me like the deep stirring of a flame The hunt to find what is real in this world, in this heart of mine through that heart of yours. I want to know you, really, really know you. What makes you tick. What makes you sing and sigh and laugh and cry....
by Abigail Alleman | Jan 10, 2014 | Faith, Fear, Living for Him, Writing
I’ve had this running through my mind. It starts…“funneled hope pours through the day’s dismal tingeand the spirit longs, yea desires to LIVE…” written in the waning months of the cancer that all-too-soon claimed my mother’s earthly life. It was the cry of her...
by Abigail Alleman | Dec 6, 2013 | Hope, Living for Him, Reflections, The Journey, Writing
These are days of stepping back and looking inside to places of hurt and pain and to longings that seem to have gotten washed away with the tide of urgency in life’s demands of mama, wife, missionary. I don’t know where it will all lead only that there is far to...
by Abigail Alleman | Sep 20, 2013 | Abba Heart, Beauty, Family, Hope, Mama's Heart, Writing
Go :: She just turned 4 this week. Yet limbs and words and imagination speak to 16 at least. I remember when she was born. I told her the story on her birthday night and how she couldn’t wait to push herself into the world. Ready to take it on with all of it’s mess...
by Abigail Alleman | Aug 30, 2013 | Beauty, Hope, Hungary, Living for Him, The Journey, Writing
Go :: And it’s somewhere between the pages of the hymnbook of my youth and the creative songs sung today And it’s between the pews on a Sunday morning and the cushioned chairs of a modern building and the converted theater that is now my church home. It is somewhere...
