G. C. Jeffers

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  • Simplicity

    J.R.R. Tolkien writes, in the prologue to The Fellowship of the Ring, that hobbits “love peace and quiet, and good tilled earth. . . . They do not and did not understand or like machines more complicated than a forge-bellows, a water-mill, or a hand-loom, though they were skilful with tools.” I really want to Continue reading

  • Maundy Thursday

    Originally posted on G. C. Jeffers: With desire I have desired to eat this passover with you before I suffer. His brother-friends. One final time. Meat and drink and bread against the darkness ascendant. And he took bread, and gave thanks, and brake it, and gave unto them. And let the common become the divine.… Continue reading

  • The Nicene Creed

    (I have chosen to republish, in a slightly revised form, all six parts of my Nicene Creed series as one post. I think seeing it all together helps with continuity. You can find the individual posts here.) I believe in one God Ethical monotheism is a late development. I’ve written, elsewhere, about my doubts. One Continue reading

  • Epiphany

    Today is the Feast of the Epiphany. Today the church celebrates the arrival of the magi from the east to the cradle of our Lord. The wise men followed an abnormal, to say the least, astronomical phenomenon all the way to a manger in Bethlehem. An epiphany is a sudden realization–one immediately taken for truth. Continue reading

  • Five Thoughts for New Students (Year 3)

    This is now the third year in a row that I have written a blog post directed at new students. Like last year, these five thoughts will be different than before. The first year I focused on spiritual goods. The second year I focused on academic goods. This time I want to address personal goods. Continue reading

  • Ad Infinitum

    Minutes become hours which become days then months then years. And the sun wheels overhead. The same damn minutes are repeated, ad infinitum. And the shadows lengthen. The lines between rhythm and creation and monotony are obscured. And the moon begins a silent vigil. We were meant to dance among the stars, twirling between nebulae. Continue reading

  • And on Which Side is the Victory, I know not.

    Too late loved I Thee, O Thou Beauty of ancient days. I’m no Augustinian, but I get his temptation. Especially for a former Manichean. Thou wert within, and I abroad, and there I searched for Thee. The old Gnosticism transformed. The dualism in place. Things held me far from Thee, which, unless they were in Continue reading

  • Why I Write

    I was going to write this post before I read this article, but reading the article moved the thoughts into words. * * * Amanda, the other day, talked about why she writes. She even wrote about it, once. I’ve combed back through my own writings and I realize that I have never addressed the Continue reading

  • And We Pondered These Things in Our Heart.

    I’ve been feeling nostalgic lately, so here is a fictional story about me traveling back seven years to when I was sixteen-year-old. * * * I come striding into the park that nuzzles my neighborhood, the one where I used to walk my dog most days—the only way I could get away from home for Continue reading

  • What I Failed to Say: an apology

    I have been ill at ease with the blog post that I put up yesterday and I have been searching for the reasons why. I think I’ve found them: First, I dismissed people’s motives as incidental to the lovingness of an action. Second, I wrote in a cavalier manner in which I failed to be Continue reading

  • Responding to the Gnostics

    Seth wrote a great post the other day about two types of gnosticism. He wrote about the charismatic gnostics who have special knowledge from God about people. Specifically, he told a story about being “ambushed” in the library by a group of folks claiming that God told them to pray for Seth. He also wrote Continue reading

  • Colors

    Brown hardwood floors like the color of a guitar heard in muted light while organic fair-trade coffee lingers in your mouth and paintdrops reflect off the barista’s square framed glasses Green grass stains on white socks like the color of a Kinkade field vibrating with light near a cottage hanging in Grandma’s house amidst the Continue reading

  • My Beatitudes

    Blessed are those who take off the blinders of the evangelical subculture for they will truly find me. Blessed are those who cry out against American economic and military exploitation for they are my prophets. Blessed are those who treat gays, lesbians, bisexuals, and transsexuals with the utmost respect and love for they understand the Continue reading

  • Incarnational Community

    Around the same time I was thinking the thoughts that led up to the blog post “Lonely as a Star” our Life Group began talking about the logistics of “multiplication.” That just means that our Life Group has gotten too huge and we will become two Life Groups. In our discussion a week and a Continue reading

  • Hebrews

    I recorded the book of Hebrews today. Reading it all in one setting was really good. It helps emphasize the unity of the work. We often get caught up in verse and chapter divisions, but the scriptures were not written this way. Additionally, hearing it is a new and good experience. The scriptures were most Continue reading

  • Lonely as a Star. Emotional Response to Modern Worship.

    I recorded a poem on Friday. The title is “Lonely as a Star.” Before you think I’m some narcissist, some person so consumed with my own grandness that I refer to myself as a star, just try to understand the image. Stars exist in space surrounded by a vast blackness. We see their light from Continue reading

  • Echoing the Snow

    Paths stretch out into the darkening horizon as the sun continues her chained journey around the world.   My feet grasp hard the dusty rut in which they walk, compelled by future gratification.   But the horizon grows darker and I walk faster; coerced by gravity, my wings are bound.   The night arrives in Continue reading

  • My Prayer

    Lord, make me love as Jesus loved: despising that small tepid emotion which would put you in a box of good-will and genial kindness and would forever lock you away from the sweat, grime, and abrasiveness of life lived and people loved. Lord, make me serve as Jesus served: rejecting the lie of “good deeds” Continue reading

  • People are…

    …candles hidden in jars, clay surrounded warmth, controlled and banked, exploding with the light of life.   …music locked in strings, metal taut and cold, stretched to breaking, vibrating with God’s song   …stones near a river, still and unmoving, memories old as the earth, taken by raging torrents.   …trees rooted on a boulevard, Continue reading

  • Balkans Trip

    Greetings all. I currently find myself with plenty of time on my hands to devote to writing a travel update, and so that is what I have decided to do. My last post ended with me leaving for Berlin to pick up my passport. Well, I went to Berlin and was successful. I was granted Continue reading

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Gregory C. Jeffers
Anglican Christian | Husband | Father | Teacher | Scholar | Poet

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