My Granny

2 Corinthians 11:24-27beaten, stoned, whipped, shipwrecked, in danger, weary, hungry, thirsty, sleepless, cold, naked (NIV).

Amy Cook Treanor was born in 1890 to a family of ten in what is now part of Toronto. Her mother died when she was twelve and she was obliged to quit school to take over the household chores and care for her younger siblings.

She married my Gramps in 1914 and moved into the log house where my Aunt Evelyn (1919) and my Dad, Floyd, (1921) were born. Gran did all the farm work that a man would do and more. She drove horse teams, pitched sheaves, picked berries, raised fowl and showed her baking in the local fairs for extra money.

She made sure the family went to church and had money for the collection plate. Gran was a great church worker, putting on meals and garden parties. When the church needed a new pulpit Bible, Granny raised the money by collecting signatures at 25 cents each, embroidering them on a quilt and raffling it off. In return, she got the old Bible. I recently donated it back to St. Andrews Presbyterian church in Streetsville, Ontario. The quilt whereabouts are unknown.

My Gran helped everyone she could, did church work with joy and fed more people than a McDonald’s restaurant.  What an example! What kind of example are we leaving for others?

PrayerLord, when life seems hard, remind us of generations before us that survived and yes, even thrived, serving you by just living their life one day at a time, to its fullest potential. In Christ’s name. Amen

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