Author: Shirley Dobie

While in a local farm supply store, I noticed a brightly painted wagon. Wagons and "dad-made" wooden scooters were an integral part of my childhood. Both could be used as a means of transport. We had a wagon with a … Read more

One of my worst faults is "assuming". How easy it is, when one thinks one has all the facts. What I need is discernment, which God can give. There was a wonderful hardware store in the place where I lived … Read more

Dolly just got loved to shreds. She had belonged to my daughter, and now her daughter loved her, but alas, she was falling apart. It was time for Grandma to put a new body on her, so she came for … Read more

When my grandson, Cory, was little, he loved to be sung to, so, as many grandmothers do, I sang as I rocked him. By the time he was a two-year-old, he wanted more activity. "Rock-a-bye Baby" was a favourite because, … Read more

Dustme is a cockatoo that has become an interesting part of my daughter's household. He is very curious, and every time I visit, they have a new story of his antics. He's learned to imitate the 'phone, bark when the … Read more

Granddad was digging a cellar under an existing house. In years gone by, the best way was to use a horse-pulled scoop. This, of course, made a ramp under the house which was later filled in. My dad and his … Read more

Today's text was a motto that hung in our home when I was a child, and although it has the obvious meaning, "Watch what comes out of your mouth," it took on a different meaning for me one year. It … Read more

I've always found it difficult to answer someone who asks, "How do you know there's a God?" Recently when I was driving through a mountain pass, I noticed a cabin just off the road at the summit. Supposing this was … Read more