Luke’s gospel is being read at church and recently we’ve listened to the parables of the lost coin, the lost sheep (Luke 15: 1-10) and the lost son, better known as The ...
This cat is a piece of work. I call him a dog when he pulls one of his pranks…just to insult him…but since he growls at strange vehicles pulling into our circular driveway ...
On reading these verses, written by St. Paul, I am struck by the sense that they were written specifically for today. That’s one of the most amazing features of the Bible, its ...
Footlights faces West. In the summer I’ll see an orangecrush-float sky foaming over the barn and the back fairway first thing in the morning, and a blushing pink candy floss ...
A harbour is a shelter for boats and ships to anchor, for safe-keeping, or for when there’s a storm. God is my shelter during the pandemic; In these tempestuous times… ...
The stone has been rolled away and the tomb is empty! Alleluia! For we Christians that means Jesus was who He said He was and had finished what He was sent to do on earth. Alleluia! Our ...
Trying to praise and worship the Lord at home is difficult. Traditional church used to make it so easy for me! I’d trot off to mass on Sundays and Holy Days and all at once ...
We were going to be able to pick up Easter Sunday Communion. I’d signed up for it and was uplifted. We were going to pick up our package on Easter morning and follow the rubrics ...
It’s been wet since February! I’m sure there have only been a handful of days when the sun’s either come out or it’s been cloudy, dry and windy. Along with the ...
Returning to England after six years immediately brought with it both expected joys, the ducking and weaving along busy streets, the standing around waiting for buses, the damp and dewy ...
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.