Honoring the Past and Paving the Way to the Future
Clarence’s Writing Shack is a favorite spot here at the farm where many visitors and residents go to ponder, to wonder and to pray. It’s the place where Clarence Jordan spent many hours writing and it is where he died. Thanks to the generosity of friends, the Shack has undergone a restoration. Now we would like to build a pathway to it and add more seating around it as we prepare to celebrate 75 years.
Here is what you can do to help make this happen —
~ Donate $75 for a 4×8 brick — send up to 3 lines (18 characters each line) ~
~ Donate $150 for a 8×8 brick — send up to 6 lines (18 characters each line) ~
Then write your message that will be beautifully engraved on the brick —
~ Your Name ~
~ In Honor of a Friend ~
~ In Memory of a Loved One ~
~ Your Organization’s Name ~
~ Your Name and the Dates You Were at Koinonia ~
~ A Special Message to Koinonia Farm ~
~ You are Creative so Pen Your Own Message ~
In 1957, Clarence Jordan said this about the land that is Koinonia Farm —
Fifteen years ago we went there and we bought that old, run-down eroded piece of land. It was sick. There were gashes in it. It was sore and bleeding. I don’t know whether you’ve ever walked over a piece of ground that could almost cry out to you and say, ‘Heal me, heal me!’ I don’t know whether you feel the closeness to the soil that I do. But when you fill in those old gullies and terrace the fields and you begin to feel the springiness of the sod beneath your feet and you see that old land come to life, and when you walk through a little old pine forest that you set out in little seedlings and now you see them reaching for the sky and hear the wind through them; when you walk a little further over a bit of ground where your child is buried, and you go on over to a hill where your children and all the many visitors have held picnics. When you walk across a creek where you’ve bathed in the heat of the summer. Men say to you “Why don’t you sell it and move away?” They might as well ask you, “Why don’t you sell your mother?” Somehow God has made us out of this old soil and we go back to it and we never lose its claim on us. It isn’t a simple matter to leave it.
Thank you for ordering a brick or bricks to commemorate Koinonia’s 75th birthday. Your donation honors this special occasion, helps build a pathway and a prayer garden and propels this community into the next 75 years.