taking the words of Jesus seriously

If God had my body
I would have no burden of fear or regret
Or shame or disgrace.

If God had my body
I would know,
Really know
Forgiveness and grace.

If God had my body
Every breath
Would be taken as a miracle.
I would know life
As unrelenting delight –
Never as routine.

If God had my body
My touch
And every hand upon me
Would be soft and healing
And welcome.

If God had my body
Every word would be healing –
Every word heard
Or spoken.

If God had my body
Every moment
Would be its own memorial.

If God had my body
Every movement
Even every thought
Would be of healing and restoration.

If God had my body
I would see that reflection
In every hand
And eye
And word.

If God had my body
It would never be just my body,
It would be all His,
All ours, all one,
All now, and all becoming.

If God had my body
There would be a fullness
Not an emptiness,
A welcoming in every muscle,
A sense of never being alone –
Even when alone.

If God had my body
I would know
That even in my darkest moments,
I am held
In His, and others’
Memories, thoughts and prayers.

If God had my body
I would know
That no moment is forgotten,
Nothing is unnecessary,
And even when I forget,
I am where I belong.

If God had my body
I would nurture no guile
Envy or resentment.

If God had my body
Courage, not fear
Would be my first reaction.

If God had my body
My eyes, my heart and my hands
Would be open,
Not closed.

If God had my body
My life’s work
Would be to see
Or help make
Every place
Every moment
A blessing and a paradise,
And every place
And every being
Would be seen in its fullness,
As being made in the image of its creator.

If only God had my body…


Morf Morford considers himself a free-range Christian who is convinced that God expects far more of us than we can ever imagine, but somehow thinks God knows more than we do. To pay his bills, he’s been a teacher for adults (including those in his local county jail) in a variety of setting including Tribal colleges, vocational schools and at the university level in the People’s Republic of China. Within an academic context, he also writes an irreverent ESL blog and for the Burnside Writers Collective. As he’s getting older, he finds himself less tolerant of pettiness and dairy products.

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About The Author

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Faith is not a formula.
And I wouldn’t even use the word ‘relationship’ – and probably not the metaphor of ‘a journey’.
The older I get, the more it seems that faith is a process – a determined focus on listening to the eternal, sifting out the noise and distractions and becoming closer with each breath and each word, to the fullness – and emptiness – of the pulse, hand and purpose of our Creator, which, ultimately brings us where we belong.
I’m a teacher and writer, which really means that I am a listener and I share what I see and hear.

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