Articles By: M. Morford

Morf likes looking into the odd corners of life. Riding a bicycle down abandoned alleys, eating unpronounceable foods and talking to strangers are only a few favorite things.

Love Your Enemies?

Love Your Enemies?
‘Love your enemies’ is a phrase as old as the Bible. It is a line we primarily ignore because we don’t know what to do with it – largely because we have no idea what it means. ‘Love’ means to know intimately, and to some degree, respect and value – to have a continuing engagement with...
May 21st, 2012 | Columns, Essays | Read More

Nothing Quite As Empty

Nothing Quite As Empty
There’s nothing quite as empty As a funeral Where no one laughs. It’s as if we all know Or see for the first time The cold end That waits for us As we hurtle Toward the final unknowable With the full impact Of the last lap Of the speed of life. There are no passengers On this journey.
May 5th, 2012 | Fiction & Poetry, Poetry | Read More

Just Another Dream

Just Another Dream
Just another dream Receding in the distance. I thought by now I’d have more to show For this many years Of being way too busy – But doing what? I ask myself this On my way to a funeral Of someone about half my age As if I should be asking him “Did you finish?” “Did you fill in The empty spaces?” “Or...
April 28th, 2012 | Fiction & Poetry, Poetry | Read More

The Gospel Shell Game

The Gospel Shell Game
Have you ever known anyone imprisoned by a cell of their own making? Perhaps we all do it to some degree, but some do it to the extent that their lives are an ever-shrinking, imploding world of self-absorption.  Indignation can be addictive, and some seem to have been seduced by it entirely. I know...
April 22nd, 2012 | Becoming the Great Us, Meditations, Part of the Solution | Read More

Being a Christian is Easy

Being a Christian is Easy
    Being a Christian is easy – Just abandon all pretense, Remember that “the least of these” Is your benchmark For what matters in God’s economy. Could any of us imagine a world Where each one of us Loved our neighbor as ourselves Who gladly shared And called nothing our own? Or could...
March 24th, 2012 | Poetry | Read More

An English Teacher Looks At Rush Limbaugh

An English Teacher Looks At Rush Limbaugh
I teach English, writing and public speaking at the college level. There are three key principles of communication; to inform, to persuade and to entertain. Effective and memorable communicators will incorporate at least one, but preferably all three, of these. Rush Limbaugh, much to my amazement,...
March 20th, 2012 | Democracy | Read More

A Little Bird Told Me

A Little Bird Told Me
A little bird told me. You’ve probably heard this familiar saying. It comes from the Bible, Ecclesiastes 10:20 to be exact. The full version is: Do not revile the king even in your thoughts, or curse the rich in your bedroom, because a bird of the air may carry your words, and a bird on the wing...
February 5th, 2012 | Meditations | Read More

The Kingdom Belongs to Such as These? (Luke 18:15-17)

The Kingdom Belongs to Such as These? (Luke 18:15-17)
I am less concerned about whether there is a Hell or not, than I am about the supposedly agreed upon criteria for going – or not going – there. Most people that I know with – or without – faith presume that there are at least two solid truths about eternity; first, if there is a heaven,  they...
June 8th, 2011 | Featured, Meditations | Read More

What Have They Done to the Earth?

What Have They Done to the Earth?
What have they done to the earth What have they done to our fair sister Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn And tied her with fences and dragged her down! The Doors The time has come for judging the dead, and for rewarding your servants the prophets…and...
April 22nd, 2011 | Essays, Featured, Social Justice | Read More

The Man On the Cross Has a Name

The Man On the Cross Has a Name
During the time of Jesus, the Romans crucified people by the thousands. Virtually every major intersection in most large cities had rows of crosses with bodies in various stages of decay. Bodies were left exposed for vultures and any other scavengers. To put it mildly, these public spectacles of brutal...
April 19th, 2011 | Essays, Featured | Read More