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Lies and Cow Pies: Revisited

Posted on October 10, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

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I have no idea whose cows they were, or why I was wandering around with them in their enclosure — wearing a dress, mind you. I was only five, we were visiting my…

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Eclipsed by My Own Words

Posted on August 21, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

Today I’m in my mother’s hometown, which happens to be right in the path of total solar eclipse. I feel like the luckiest person in the world to be here, but I’m definitely playing hooky from writing. I’ll give you … Continue reading →

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Entitled Much?

Posted on June 21, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

Not long ago, I re-read Jesus’ parable of “The Prodigal Son” in Luke’s gospel. As often happens with the Bible, something jumped out at me that I’d never noticed before… It was after the Prodigal Son’s (PS’s) Big Brother (BB) … Continue reading →

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To Be Free

Posted on May 31, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

I can’t help it… Words mean things, and I like to know just what each one means, and to use the right one to say what I intend to say. Take the familiar quote, “The truth will set you free, … Continue reading →

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For the “Season of Love”

Posted on February 13, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

I recently re-read a familiar little story that seems to fit this “season of love.” You can read it here, in the Gospel of Luke. It tells about that time Jesus stopped by the home of his friends–three siblings–in the … Continue reading →

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Truth

Posted on February 3, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

I’ve started out the past few years by choosing a “Word For the Year.” It can’t be just any word, like “petunia” or “supervise.” No, I want a character quality, something to strive toward. Sort of a one-word goal or … Continue reading →

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