Archive - 2021


Psalm 143:7 “Hear me speedily, O Lord, my spirit faileth; hide not thy face from me lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.”


It’s a rip, roaring day Lord. So much to be up for.
I’m good. Feel good. Spirit good. Thank you.

Another day. This morning, my heart is heavy. I didn’t do it.
It seems a grey cloud has invaded my mind.
The burdens of life bringing me down.
All around I see pain and anguish, indeed, I feel pain and anguish.

Life can be like carrying a heavy weight. It’s just hard to move.
You are my only hope Jesus.
You pick me up when I am down.
You carry me when I cannot move forward.

The world, the flesh and the devil mitigate my joy and peace.
It’s just too easy Lord to lose sight of thee.
Even when praying and reading Your Word, darkness seeks a hold on me.
Holy Spirit lift me up that I might see Jesus. He is all the world to me.

All around are dead people walking. They need Jesus.
Help me see their need. Help me care for them.
Give me Your strength and wisdom that I might be.
Claim Your joy and peace and Your faith in me.

Jesus has me. He loves me. I am free in Christ.
Do not let the world tear me down.
Build me up with Your Holy Spirit and set me free to serve.
I am Yours Lord. Slave, servant, usable.

Clay Corvin
December 9, 2021
North River, Northport, Alabama


A burning desire exists in every man
A desire to meet God
A desire to find meaning
A desire to take a stand.

A desire to connect with One bigger than life
Bigger than cultural chaos
Bigger than us.  
Bigger than partisan strife

In faith communities there are sacred spaces
Rituals to remind us
Practices to bind us
Take off your shoes places.

Children are dedicated to our Lord
Parents expressing desire for support
Community pledging to journey together
Directed by God’s Holy Word. 

Together we take communion
The Lord’s Supper
Representing the blood of Jesus
His sacrifice to provide us union

Alone we are baptized 
Total immersion in water
Holding nothing back
Identity in Christ realized.

Sacred spaces make us separate and whole
Putting the uncommon in community
Allowing us significance
Filling the God-shaped hole.

Sacred spaces. Sacred places. Sacred graces. 

R. Allen Jackson