My story: Salvation. My song; the same singing to Jesus, and blessing his name.
ABBY AUGUSTINEMy story: Salvation. My song; the same singing to Jesus, and blessing his name.
ABBY AUGUSTINELook at the flowers, and the birds in the sky, if they never worry then why should I? for he holds my life in his hands.
ABBY AUGUSTINEHope may come in many ways but cling to this: God will never change hope found in him will always remain.
ABBY AUGUSTINEI want to leave a legacy.
ABBY AUGUSTINEI feel so deeply sometimes I forget that others don’t feel things to these same depths.
ABBY AUGUSTINEHer beautiful smile, her soft, tender heart; she’s an actual, walking, work of art.
ABBY AUGUSTINEI lift my hands in praise and all else begins to fade, for you are all that matters; lord take all of me.
ABBY AUGUSTINEIn case no one has told you this today, you are loved, you are valued, you are seen. This is the seen.
ABBY AUGUSTINEThe way we obey teaches us much about who we really trust.
ABBY AUGUSTINEThe words I speak, the things I do, let them be only, all for you.
ABBY AUGUSTINEI think maybe its time for us to redefine love.
ABBY AUGUSTINESeasons change and that’s okay, there will always be light, hope and grace.
ABBY AUGUSTINEI cannot grow into who I was made to be if I’m constantly concerned about what others think of me.
ABBY AUGUSTINEFear, you have no place here.
ABBY AUGUSTINETears – they water the soil of your soul, they sink in deep and help your spirit to grow.
ABBY AUGUSTINEI wish for my words to make someone feel, I wish for my words to make someone heal.
ABBY AUGUSTINE