About Jan C. Johnson
Welcome! If you like food, reading, laughing over life's little disasters, and maybe thinking about the bigger things of life, you have come to the right place. Besides blogging, I write humorous fiction, though real life tends to leave fictional humor in the shade. But I'm not a total goofball.
No, really. I've also written a most riveting memoir--not mine, which would be boring, but rather the life story of an obscure pastor in Liberia, West Africa. His hair-raising memories of the Liberian Civil War years make for some suspenseful reading! Discover more under the "My Books" tab.
I live in North Texas with my husband, Brent. We enjoy bicycling, Mexican food, and traveling to visit our kids and grandkids.
Hi, Friends, Between out-of-state travel, family responsibility, bike rallies, freelance work and visits from offspring, I haven’t posted in ages. I’m still writing about some of those adventures, which I hope to share soon. But today I have something special … Continue reading →
Last time I explored whether it’s possible to “hate the sin but love the sinner.” My conclusion in a nutshell was that the sin, rather than the sinner, is the enemy. In short, “Yes.” It’s not only possible, but the … Continue reading →
Posted in A Page From My Journal, Near As I Can Figure...
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Tagged contempt, Faith, forgiveness, grace, Jesus, pride, religion, religious, self-righteous, sin, sinner
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Maybe I should start by defining my terms. Sin: “transgression of divine law” Sinner: Anyone who sins. In short, “human beings.” All of us. Why do I say all of us sin? We humans tend to think we know best. … Continue reading →
Posted in A Page From My Journal, Near As I Can Figure...
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Tagged compassion, danger, hate, intolerant, judge, judgment, love, sin, sinner, tolerance, warning
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Last time, I told you about the radio station where my friend works, and how their computerized broadcast lineup served as a visual aid to help me grasp the foreign concept of “planning.” Motivated, I vowed to make up a … Continue reading →
Posted in I Remember When... (my OWN stories)
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Tagged broadcasting, dead air, disorganized, distract, distraction, humor, multi-task, multitask, organization, organize, plan, planning, radio, schedule, writing
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A couple of weeks ago, toward the tail end of digging-out-from-under-a-million-peaches season, I offered a little bag of peaches to my old high-school friend Kevin. Well, more accurately, I sneaked over to the radio station where he works and tried … Continue reading →
Posted in Everybody Has a Story, I Remember When... (my OWN stories)
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Tagged broadcasting, dead air, disorganized, humor, multi-task, multitask, music, organization, organize, plan, planning, radio, writing
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It’s happened again… A busy summer full of family graduations, weddings, helping kids move hither and yon, travel, cycling, not finding time to write because I’m trying to get ready for writers’ groups (what’s up with that??) — and right … Continue reading →
