Feb
2
Out of Sight
By Julie B Cosgrove | 2 Comments
And Sarah died at Kiriath-arba (that is, Hebron) in the land of Canaan, and Abraham went in to mourn for Sarah and to weep for her. And Abraham rose up from before his dead and said to the Hittites, “I am a sojourner and foreigner among you; give me property among you for a burying place, that I may bury my dead out of my sight.” (Genesis 23:2-4 ESV)
Nov
11
Today, at 11 am and 11 pm hundreds of thousands of Christains around the globe will raise their hands and fall to their knees in prayer for their communities, neighbors and governments. They are expressing Provebs 11:11 which states -
Through the blessing of the upright a city is exalted, but by the mouth of the wicked it is destroyed.
We have seen deteriation of manners, service attitudes, consideration for others, and neighborliness in the past decade. What used ot be only seem in back rooms of XXX stores is now on TV and no one blinks mcuh at foul language. More people stay home than go to church, and Christ themes are taboo at Christmas. Will Easter be next?
Nov
3
T before I
By Julie B Cosgrove | Comments Off
One of the things I love about the English language is how words can contain hidden meanings. The same letters, when arranged slightly differently, can give us a whole different perspective.
Take the words UNTIE and UNITE.
By simply flipping two letters, the entire meaning of the word changes. It becomes the opposite of each other. One binds together, the other separates. Spell check won’t pick that up by the way, since both are real words. But oh, how different the meaning becomes when you mistakenly switch those to letters, doesn’t it?
Oct
31
Run, don’t stumble
By Julie B Cosgrove | Comments Off
I was raised to hold my head up and not slouch, a sign of being proud of who I was. I learned to walk that way as well, with the library book balanced on my head- really. So occasionally I trip over cracks in the sidewalk, or bumps, or thresholds.
My husband used to grouse, “Look down at your feet and you won’t stumble so much.” But then I’d miss so much if I always concentrated on my feet. I might miss a squirrel scampering to a tree or a butterfly flit by with its wings shining in the sunlight. Besides, always looking down at my feet is to be downcast- sullen and introverted. In essence, neither is the right way to walk.
Oct
27
Holy Ghost
By Julie B Cosgrove | Comments Off
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Oct
1
Stirred, Not Shaken
By Julie B Cosgrove | 6 Comments
I was bopping down the road listening to my favorite Contemporary Christian Music radio station singing along with the tunes (with the windows rolled up tight because I can’t carry a tune in a bucket.) A familiar one came on by Phil Stacey called “You’re not Shaken.” I started thinking about that title. The more I thought about it, the more it stirred my soul.
Sep
29
Brown Patch
By Julie B Cosgrove | 2 Comments
It never seems to grow. Outside my apartment window is a common ground area. In the center is lush green grass, but a half moon around is dead, brown grass. It was that way in the spring, over the summer and now into the fall months. It never seems to grow. I don’t know why it is there. Perhaps they dug it up to put in a sprinkler system and the grass never recovered. Also, that section gets less sun, shaded by the building.


