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SAINT CLEMENS OF ROME

Colosseum looming large, built with the gold of God
Alleyways and Mithra days, this placed was charged with blood
On the edge Titus Flavius Clemens lived with his wife Domitilla a new believer
Who would suspect a Roman Consul, quietly believers met here

Clement, a freed Jewish slave preached with Paul and Peter
Lived with Clemens and led the group until the day he was martyred
From that day Domitilla led the group, it is hard to kill a member of the royal household
In the face of persistent persecution this titular house would stand, Mithra at its side

Three centuries pass, Domitilla’s faith was rewarded
This little home given to God, rose up a gorgeous church
Two thousand years it has watched man’s march, Christ still in control
St. Clement of Rome, a rose among thorns is one of the most beloved of all

Buildings do not a faith commit, but they are evidence of great sacrifice
This little place at Piazza San Clemente brings tears to my eyes
I can touch those ancient saints and still bend the knee to Christ
A privilege to be in Rome at an early Christian home

Clay Corvin 1/2/08

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LATIUM

 Latium rises with the morning sun

We are arriving, our flying done

Ahead we think of streets and scenes

Rome is a mystery that we will see

 

Pastel shades, and churches of old

Developing word foretold

Paul was here and now we stand

This day is joy, our journey becomes our quest

 

There will be many days that are long

Meals and friendship and hearts entwined

For just this time we will be near

The activity of God in history

 

This is the day the Lord has made

We will rejoice in it and claim its joy

Our hearts are wedded to this trek

Feet and soul committed to Thee

 

Overview just ahead then on to the Lancelot

Roman review and devotionals too

This is a blessing for me

Rome is the place to be

 

CC January 1, 2008

USED

Used of God to claim the day and herald Christ has come
From the lips of an unholy one the truth of God has come
Word and deed are all we have and sin is always here
But Jesus Christ, the lovely one, uses our weakness here

Used of God is not a brag, He works through humble men
The more I let Him have of me, the greater is His work
As I decrease, my Christ will grow, His work will go forth
This very moment He’s using me, Oh Lord I love you so

Used of God is a quest and a gift, patience is required
His work is spread from one to one, His Word declares our need
I seek to be the one that goes, letting Jesus use me as He will
Setting aside demands for fame, the Lord bestows great grace

Jesus came and died for me and died for one and all
The news he brings to sinful man is God loves you
He’s paid the price and brought Himself and we can lay aside fear
Christ is all and all in Him and He is always near

Clay Corvin
December 23, 2007

EVERY DAY

Every day I struggle to maintain control
I want to be in charge of my soul
Develop a way to monitor my worthiness
This sin, that sin, slothfulness in thought
It develops a pain inside of me that screams
You’ve not done enough today
You’ve failed in every way

I have an outer skin
That protects me from any intrusion
This façade I’ve built protects me
So that you won’t know me the way I know me
Seeing me in my sin, my failure so complete
I talk a wonderful game, see my spiritual feet
Watch how I do and say the right things

Then I’m alone again with just me
My prayers fall back from the ceiling
Lord how can You use me, I’m so weak
See how I did what I said I wouldn’t again
I forgot to speak to that one you nudged me to speak to
Woe is me, a man with unclean lips and heart and work
I am so good at sinning

Then I come to You in the midst of my great need
You remind me of Your love and interest in my life
You say that You will help me each step of the way, If I will but ask
I surrender my defeated heart, on bended knee I ask for help
I give my ego and pain to You and You comfort me
You remind me that nothing will ever separate me from You
My life is hidden in Christ with You Lord, Thank you

Clay Corvin
December 10, 2007

JOY

Life is not an easy journey, even though we seek
Joy is a goal for many, out of reach and hard to hold

Concealed by pain, bruised and lame, I keep limping along life’s way
Maybe today will be my day, joy my reward for pain

Over and over I come up short, no joy to find anywhere
Out of the blue comes heartache, my enemies are everywhere

Then the Lord claims my heart, I realize He is looking for me
I bend my knee, I give my pledge, Jesus is Lord of me

I read His Word, I discover His truth, this life is a journey of faith
Faith in Him and in His Word, His love has set me free

Grace and peace has covered me, His love my hope ensures
The joy I feel is eternal and real, My obedience is the result of His love

Day by day I walk His way, His strength matures with pain
When I give up my selfish ways, His love conquers my pain

Joy in life, joy in death, joy every step I take
My price is paid, my life is made, Jesus is all I need

Clay Corvin
November 30, 2007

WHAT AM I TO BE?

What am I to be? Is there a way to know?
Is it just DNA or is it how I play?
Who will help me change?
Am I consigned to be irrelevant and a slave
To forces controlling me?

I know the evil my ancestors did
The family fables that reconstruct their id
Now I see myself acting out those things
I said I would never do, I hated those acts
Help me not to do or be like them

I do want their accomplishments
Many things I live about me
Change those things I hate
Go thru me like a cleansing rain
Take away my pain and shame

Today I will be kind and smile, uncritical
Helping those around me survive their own demons
Lord is there a way to harness all the good in You
Putting it in me so that I can be a reflection of You?
Then my ego flairs its nasty claims and responds with pain

Back to You I run, Lord I’ve failed again and evil’s won
The sun sets, day done, What am I to be? Is there a way to know?
Jesus comes to me, “be calm, be slow, listen and know that I love you”
Etched in my brain is His response, the night, the morning, the new day
Today I will be kind and smile, uncritical

Clay Corvin
November 25, 2007

WHO STANDS FOR ME?

When I am lonely and blue, made a mess of the day
I want to turn away from those things that I need to do
My emotions hold sway, I refuse to do what I should
Who will have my back? Who stands for me?
Jesus

Failure often calls, I gladly grab its hand
Then the moment comes, I realize what I’ve done
I hurt and ache, how can I recover from this act
Who will have my back? Who stands for me?
Jesus

Life is marching on and I’m not what I seemed
So many things undone, my life’s not a pretty scene
I’m not what I meant to be nor am I trying hard
Who will have my back? Who stands for me?
Jesus

Joy and exuberance are short lived friends
All my foes come in, I welcome them again
Seems I’m at my best when my foolishness wins
Who will have my back? Who stands for me?
Jesus

Clay Corvin
November 25, 2007

THE MOMENT

I must admit that preparing for a journey is often more exciting than the journey
Thinking what can be and reveling in what I see
Then the day comes and off I go
Facing the rigors of travel and letting myself be distracted by the terror of the moment

That first night I seek to reclaim my joyful journey
Setting aside my halcyon view of travel and refocusing on reality
Travel is an opportunity to step outside my self
Uncontrolled by the rigors of daily life, free for a moment to dream

My journal opens and I become the recorder of the dream
My heart remembers those reasons for the trip and regains control of my soul
I sleep a quiet night and arise to find my way
This is the day of adventure and I will find it at every turn

Recording the journey becomes the activity of the moment
New sights, sounds and smells open up my mind
The experience is mine to interpret and I can choose my response
I choose to rejoice and revel in the moment often taking pictures as I go

Quickly the journey ends and those special moments are mine
My pictures are catalogued and filed there for me to review
When I do the moments return and the joy spills out for me to feel
It was a grand experience and it makes my life more real

Clay Corvin
November 25, 2007

FACT AND FICTION

Fact and fiction side by side
Occupying significance in our minds
Everyday we live one way
So often evil as though Christ had no say

Yet in our minds we know the truth
Jesus died for my soul to be loosed
Loosed from evil, loosed from sin
But again and again sin wins

Why this way? Am I a fool?
Or must I school my heart to use
The way of truth and obedience rules
Jesus is Lord and He is the king

I take for granted those truths of grace
Jesus gave them for me to face the day
The unknown looms and the stacking pole
Gives me strength to walk in the cold

This world-this place is passing away
Soon I’ll stand before His throne
I’ll give an account-I can’t tell a lie
Obedience is the key to controlling my mind

Clay Corvin
11/11/07

USEFUL AND FRUITFUL

Growing in Christ by faith
Requires I walk His way, each day, without fail
Focusing on truth, applying His rule to my life
Letting His light shine in me, demanding purity
His goodness a gift from His throne
Praise God I’m not on my own
My experience is a result of His work
I live by His strength, create in me a new mind

Glowing because of His life in me
He puts His grip on me and gives me a grip on life
Self-control is active in me, don’t say it just do it
Master my passions and petty desires
Sensuality no longer in control of me
Piety and reverence a result of His work
I respect myself because of His love
I respect you because His life is in me

Glorifying God in all I do, I see His goodness
It is pervasive in all I do, troubles go leaping through
I am not lost in pity or foolishness, Christ in me
His strength, my all, divine love is His gift each day
I feel it in all Christ does in me, being love as I do for you
I am, you are, and we can change the world
Useful in the things we do
Fruitful because Christ is alive in me and you

Clay Corvin
11/9/07