Author: Vena Poole

Millie, the lamb, began life in a most unusual way. Her mother, a frisky adventuresome ewe, somehow found her way into the straw mow — an area above the cattle stalls. The mow was covered with thick layers of straw, … Read more

These men were blind; they walked in darkness, and yet, they were able to follow Jesus. Initially, Jesus did not even speak to them. Regardless, they still continued to follow Him. How did they know the way? Did they follow the murmuring … Read more

Discouragement can so easily settle down in our spirit! I have a habit of "teacher marking" particular tasks in which I have participated. I used to say to my late husband, "Ron, I failed." Looking at me with his blue eyes twinkling, he … Read more

I was a young girl walking home one moonlit night in London, England, when I became aware of a church which had recently been bombed. The roof, lovingly built a thousand years before, lay in heaps; some of the walls remained standing as … Read more

My parents were married during the hungry thirties, when a teapot was thought to be an acceptable wedding gift. During their first years together, my mother gave birth to two little girls — my sister first, then me. Although we … Read more

As we begin this day, we do so without any knowledge where it is going to lead us or what we are going to encounter. We do, of course, have a structured plan, but will this plan come to fruition? … Read more

October is the month when the swallows fly from San Juan Capistrano, California, to winter in South America. They return regularly on March 19th the following year. They have done this for hundreds of years. Can we possibly imagine what … Read more

As I had not submitted any devotionals to Daily for some time and I decided to do so, I glanced back over the most recent ones which I had forwarded. I came across two which I thought were interesting, and … Read more

Recently, I attended a Celebration of Life. To the one who does not recognize our Lord as Saviour and Friend, this is a time of great sorrow, but to the large group of loved ones and friends who had packed … Read more

A little girl about seven years old tapped on a neighbour's door and waited. A lady opened the door, and the child held out a tiny box and said, "Would you please give something for the poor in another land?" … Read more