Living My Story
(Read Time 3min)
" Why start a blog?"
I can see the question in Mr Finchley's eyes; slightly condescending, disparaging and rolling with exasperation. At six years old and a master in the art of mass murdering mouse dens, maybe I should take his feline inner knowledge to heart. He knows more than I do about daily existence and how to live like royalty, after all, he sleeps18 hours a day, eats for two, and spends the remaining four either killing things or marauding up and down our street. My neighbours know him as the Prince of Peperharow; my neighbours are highly observant and have a common point.
But I still haven't answered his question; why indeed should I sit down, take time and write down my inner thoughts and impose them on the world wide web?
Tonight is a rather hot, summer Sunday evening and I have just come home from a weekend with one of my oldest friends and her family and have been to Church to be with my spiritual family. There is nothing that special about this evening in of its self, apart from the fact that as I was driving home, a query popped into my mind. I wondered if there were any bloggers out there who were single, (all be it divorced years ago), Christian, in their mid to late thirties and writing about daily life, cooking, reading, working and generally just living the story that God had written for them. Although my research didn't get past the first Google page, I decided that no, there wasn't.
There are loads of books out there for Christian single Mum's, there are whole swathes of information about the theology of being a divorced woman in the church, and yet there wasn't anything there that speaks to me at this point in my life.
A big presumption that has to be faced from "the greater Chruch" is that if you are divorced and a woman, you just need a book about single parenting. I have no children, and so no, I don't need that kind of ministry. Another thought is that you must need spiritual healing from your wounds; I did, I was, and I'm now free. Possibly the most common misconception is that if you are divorced, female and mid-thirties you feel lost and are without direction. Well, I'm not lost, I am on course, but I'd still like to discuss and look forward to a bright future and wonder out loud at what that could look like.
And then we come to the kicker; if you are single, then you must be desperately seeking the man of your dreams. Yes, finding a non-abusive, kind, considerate guy who likes hanging out and eating ice-cream would be delightful, but my life is not going to stop because we haven't met each other yet.
I refuse to believe I am the only one on this planet who finds themselves talking to their cat in the evening, cooking great food and wishing they could share it with someone, reading books, and giving their opinions on the latest Netflix binges, alongside some pretty cool bible studies.
Well, if you are seeking that kind of blog, here I am, starting one.
Mr Fincley and I share space in a one-bed apartment in the leafy hills of Surrey; spacious, bright with a few pots of herbs around the front door and a kitchen that can produce a weekday feast at the drop of a hat. I run my own business, Cornerstone Therapies, I sometimes teach knitting, I hang out with great friends, and my family, although certifiable are all very cool indeed. My bookshelves are stuffed with murderers, spies, theologians, crafters and spinners of tall tales and rather a lot of yarn. I enjoy the slow living, less impact, debt-snowballing kind of life, so I guess these will be tasters of things to come in this blog.
I have a pretty darn cool life, although it comes with its own themes, struggles, ups and downs and drunken evenings. I merely live out my story and daily commit it to Jesus and pray for the best. Usually, (although never on the day of my prayer shopping lists being offered up), my idea of His best is a grey shadow, and instead, I am given gold.
It would be great if you would like to join me on this new, light-hearted adventure of blogging. It's old-school, but I kind of love that. I am not into YouTube editing, but I like writing with cups of tea, biscuits and Ed Sheeran warbling in the background.
I'm hoping to find a writing rhythm, but no doubt that will take a while. So here we go; what fun!
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| Welcome! This is me; Jenny. |
" Why start a blog?"
I can see the question in Mr Finchley's eyes; slightly condescending, disparaging and rolling with exasperation. At six years old and a master in the art of mass murdering mouse dens, maybe I should take his feline inner knowledge to heart. He knows more than I do about daily existence and how to live like royalty, after all, he sleeps18 hours a day, eats for two, and spends the remaining four either killing things or marauding up and down our street. My neighbours know him as the Prince of Peperharow; my neighbours are highly observant and have a common point.
But I still haven't answered his question; why indeed should I sit down, take time and write down my inner thoughts and impose them on the world wide web?
Tonight is a rather hot, summer Sunday evening and I have just come home from a weekend with one of my oldest friends and her family and have been to Church to be with my spiritual family. There is nothing that special about this evening in of its self, apart from the fact that as I was driving home, a query popped into my mind. I wondered if there were any bloggers out there who were single, (all be it divorced years ago), Christian, in their mid to late thirties and writing about daily life, cooking, reading, working and generally just living the story that God had written for them. Although my research didn't get past the first Google page, I decided that no, there wasn't.
There are loads of books out there for Christian single Mum's, there are whole swathes of information about the theology of being a divorced woman in the church, and yet there wasn't anything there that speaks to me at this point in my life.
A big presumption that has to be faced from "the greater Chruch" is that if you are divorced and a woman, you just need a book about single parenting. I have no children, and so no, I don't need that kind of ministry. Another thought is that you must need spiritual healing from your wounds; I did, I was, and I'm now free. Possibly the most common misconception is that if you are divorced, female and mid-thirties you feel lost and are without direction. Well, I'm not lost, I am on course, but I'd still like to discuss and look forward to a bright future and wonder out loud at what that could look like.
And then we come to the kicker; if you are single, then you must be desperately seeking the man of your dreams. Yes, finding a non-abusive, kind, considerate guy who likes hanging out and eating ice-cream would be delightful, but my life is not going to stop because we haven't met each other yet.
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| Yep, I do need glasses to read and to drink from. |
Well, if you are seeking that kind of blog, here I am, starting one.
Mr Fincley and I share space in a one-bed apartment in the leafy hills of Surrey; spacious, bright with a few pots of herbs around the front door and a kitchen that can produce a weekday feast at the drop of a hat. I run my own business, Cornerstone Therapies, I sometimes teach knitting, I hang out with great friends, and my family, although certifiable are all very cool indeed. My bookshelves are stuffed with murderers, spies, theologians, crafters and spinners of tall tales and rather a lot of yarn. I enjoy the slow living, less impact, debt-snowballing kind of life, so I guess these will be tasters of things to come in this blog.
I have a pretty darn cool life, although it comes with its own themes, struggles, ups and downs and drunken evenings. I merely live out my story and daily commit it to Jesus and pray for the best. Usually, (although never on the day of my prayer shopping lists being offered up), my idea of His best is a grey shadow, and instead, I am given gold.
It would be great if you would like to join me on this new, light-hearted adventure of blogging. It's old-school, but I kind of love that. I am not into YouTube editing, but I like writing with cups of tea, biscuits and Ed Sheeran warbling in the background.
I'm hoping to find a writing rhythm, but no doubt that will take a while. So here we go; what fun!
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| Mr Finchley, The Prince Of Peperharow |
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