Category: The Latest
Here are the most recent posts from Griffin Paul Jackson.
Why Do We Love Our Enemies?
God has given us a command to “love our enemies.” But because the command is from God, we must believe it is not only a command to be blindly followed; it must also be, somehow,...
Story 6: I Love You
I love you, my dear. Yes I do. Yes I do. I love you true, my dear. Words will hardly do. I love you higher than the birds in the sky. I love you faster...
Love Stoops
Love is not a virtue unique to Christianity. The Greeks abided matters of love, and so did the Jews, and the Eastern dynasties, and nearly all the civilizations of antiquity found value in it. But...
Song 6: Cannot Help But Bow
This song is based on the story of Lazarus in John 11. Verse 1 Sight for the blind. Life for the dead Lepers healed and you’ll heal again Through the storm and in the snare...
Why the World Still Needs the Church
The critics are right; the church is broken. Nowhere is this reality more apparent than in disputes about what the Bride of Christ actually is. An institution or a relationship? A means for spirituality or...
Story 5: The Little Red Frog
The city was grimy. All smothered in smog. Until one dot of color Hopped in from the bog. In a city so gray He didn’t belong. His brightness was blinding, The little red frog. In...
The Innate Knowledge of More
The question is usually posed in moments of sadness and desperation. It is spoken ruefully, tragically, and yet points to an intrinsic hope—sometimes only the slightest sliver of hope. “Is this all there is?” That...
Song 5: None Can Take Away My Joy
The song describes how, no matter what, I can rejoice in Christ’s claim on me. Verse 1 High above the earth and the heavens Deep within the seed you have sown Christ alone is reigning...
‘I Would Rather Die Than Hate You.’
Martin Luther King, Jr., knew love isn’t just a means of redeeming our enemies; it’s a way of redeeming ourselves. Hatred can only lead to more hatred, but by injecting love, the chain of hatred...
Story 4: Tears
Nyla’s puppy ran away. Nyla had never been so sad. She yelled, “Come back! Come back!” But the puppy kept going until he disappeared in the distance. Nyla cried. And cried. And cried some more....