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I’m Jane Johnson, and I’m so glad you stopped by. This little writing haven began very quietly in the summer of 2013. There was no pomp and circumstance with its launch. No special design. No custom fonts. My first post was written eight months after my best friend died from stage four colon cancer, and just over seven years into our wait for a family (I never liked the word infertility - I preferred to call it delayed fertility.) I needed a public writing outlet. A purpose to the pain. An understanding that someone out there would read my words and they would resonate, to know that I wasn’t alone in my grief.
A year later, we left Central Oregon behind, checking five suitcases onto a one-way flight to Maui. I needed to breathe, and heal, and pack up the heavy winter clothes and the proverbial grief-heaviness (and my sweet husband indulged me). Two years after that, we found out about our tiny miracle babe on the ten-year anniversary of the month we began trying for him. These writings are excerpts from my prayer journals.
I am a wife, twin, miracle-mama, and former Maui-dweller.
In my past life, I was a children’s photographer and graphic designer.
I have been married to an overly handsome man for nearly two decades.


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This prayer has been repeated on my lips since I first read the words yesterday morning. They were tucked up in the Passion Translation’s version of Psalm 17:7.
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“Show Your marvelous lovingkindness by Your right hand,” David wrote. “Magnify the marvels of Your mercy to all who seek You. Show me Your unfailing love in wonderful ways. Paint grace-graffiti on the fences. Display the wonders of Your faithful love.” (NJKV - TPT - NLT - MSG - CSB)
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God, magnify the marvels of Your mercy to me today.
It’s hard for me to believe that it’s already been ten years since I first wrote 25 Days of Advent.
When I did, Josh and I were living in a 500-square-foot cottage on Maui, nearly ten years into our wait for a family. We had NO idea that, three months later, we would get the surprise of our lives.
So, December 2nd’s essay is extra special for me. Swipe through the slides and you’ll see why.
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I’m neck-deep in polishing up the first finished draft of my second manuscript. It’s a commentary through the books of Ezra, Esther, and Nehemiah (slated for an early 2027 release) and, since I’m leaning in to Jesus’ second coming this Advent, this snippet from my commentary on Nehemiah 4 begged to be shared.
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(Let alone the fact that the words that I first wrote two years ago are circling back around and preaching right to my own heart this morning.)
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Also, I juts got edits back from my first manuscript (did I mention I have TWO BOOKS coming out in the next year or so??) so I’m buried in writing and editing for the next few weeks and would love your prayer as I fight for every word!
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