We are walking through Hebrews at church and this week’s teaching on chapter 2 brought up a question that had me wrestling for an answer. “…we do see Jesus, who was ...
No-one says “Good Morning” quite like God. Those mornings when the sky is in perfect cloudy-mode forming a filter that flings a ribbon of dawn colour across the wooded ...
There is a new book out by Erik Larson that chronicles the war years of Winston Churchill, The Splendid and the Vile. In it Larson shows how Churchill taught the British people ...
This time of year, beginning on Ash Wednesday and ending on Easter Sunday, is my most favourite season of the liturgical church. Six weeks of spiritual preparation; setting aside time ...
I just want to say that the closure of churches during the pandemic has worn very thin. I drafted a letter to the power(s) that be in my part of the world and was answered immediately ...
At rural boarding school when the power went out (regularly in the winter as different unions went on strike for better working conditions or higher wages) it was an inconvenience. The ...
Each morning when I write my journal I address it to God. It’s a stream of consciousness effort, limited to one page of my ruled exercise book and always ends with the same set of ...
Prayers: For most of us they are cries for help. World-wide. Just look at the prayer lists in any given church, upwards of 40 or more people each prayed for, probably on a daily basis, ...
As a Christian when I practise yoga I use it as a moving meditation. It settles my mind and strengthens my body while keeping me reflective and flexible. It’s a time to pray while ...
At the end of July it had begun to get hotter and my flowers were beginning to wilt expecting me to water them a couple of times a week. Tomatoes and squash were still giving in their ...
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.