IN MINNESOTA, WE LOVE our summers. And that has a lot to do with our long winter season of too much cold, too much darkness and too much being cooped up inside. Factor in COVID-19, and summer days are even more beloved.
This summer, especially, Randy and I often pack sandwiches, fruit and whatever else for a weekend picnic lunch. It gets us out of the house/town and into nature, exactly what we need when so few options exist for escaping anywhere these days.
On a recent Sunday we contemplated our choices and decided to head to Cannon Falls, a lovely river town about a 40-minute drive northeast of Faribault. But, as we backed out of the driveway and looked to the east, we saw storm clouds building. Change of plans.
Instead, we drove northwest, with the intention of picnicking at Circle Lake near Millersburg. A much shorter drive on a day of unsettled weather and possible afternoon storms. As farm-raised kids, Randy and I always delight in traveling rural roads—paved and gravel—to reach our destination. On our way to the lake, I observed acres and acres of cornfields, far exceeding soybeans. Not uncommon.
Randy missed the lake turn, backed up on the county road and then proceeded down a gravel road toward the public access point on Circle Lake. To our dismay, we saw no picnic tables either at the boat launch site or the adjoining patch of green space. A bit farther, though, we spotted a public fishing pier and decided to eat our lunch there.

Christdala Swedish Lutheran Church, rural Millersburg. This congregation is no longer active with the church open only for special services and events.
Except, upon exiting the van, the stench and sight of stagnant green lake water, a floating dead fish and an obviously neglected dock caused us to, once again, change plans. I suggested we drive to Christdala Swedish Lutheran Church, a nearby historic church set atop a hill overlooking the countryside. We could, I suggested, sit and eat on the front steps.
And that’s exactly what we did, after we climbed a flight of steep steps and passed under an arch leading into the fenced church property. We turned our backs to the sun, settled onto the cement steps and pulled our sandwiches and other food from the cooler. It’s the first time I’ve picnicked next to a graveyard.
As we ate, we talked. About Minnie’s gravestone, in our direct line of vision. She died at age 23. Like too many who lost their lives prematurely so long ago, pre-modern medicine.

Christdala Swedish Lutheran Church painted in 1969 by Faribault artist Rhody Yule. Minnesota Prairie Roots file photo.
We talked about our friend Rhody Yule, who showed select original religious-themed paintings here in September 2010. He gifted his 1969 painting of Christdala to the church on that Sunday afternoon. I organized the outdoor exhibit and a more extensive gallery show months later at the Paradise Center for the Arts in Faribault. Randy and I shared how much we liked Rhody, an artist we met while on a Sunday afternoon drive two years prior. He quickly became a good friend, someone we delighted in for his gentle spirit of kindness and deep faith. A true joy.
We noticed paint scrapings on the ground, indicating the 1877 church was recently repainted. It’s on the National Register of Historic Places, significant because the first Swedish settlers in Rice County founded this congregation, built this church.
One of those immigrants, Nicolaus Gustafson, was fatally shot by Cole Younger in the attempted raid of the first National Bank in nearby Northfield in 1876.
There’s so much history and heritage here in names like Johnson, Anderson, Paulson, Gustafson, Nelson…the “son” of Swedish ancestry.
We meandered through the graveyard separately. I didn’t recall the wrought iron fencing or the graveyard expansion with plenty of open space for future burials. It’s a lovely and peaceful spot behind the church, away from busy enough Rice County Road 1.

Randy saw this snake before me, but didn’t tell me. He knows I intensely dislike snakes. He suggested I move in for a closer photo. Nope, won’t get any nearer.
Randy directed me to a small stone marking the additional graveyard space as a 2008 donation from Arnold and Phyllis Horejsi. Arnold, 91, died on March 23 with services delayed until August 18 and burial at Christdala at a later date. I walked over to the marker, commenting on the many small holes that pock the land. And then, as I focused my camera lens on the stone, I noticed the garter snake. Striped. Too long. Head up. Tongue flicking.
That was it. I was done touring this cemetery, especially after I saw a second snake nearby. My mind fixated on snakes slithering over my feet and I couldn’t help but think of the biblical reference in Genesis to Satan as a snake. I wanted out, away, gone.
And so I waited near the front steps for Randy to finish his graveyard tour. I aimed my camera lens skyward, away from the ground and slithering snakes. High toward the steeple. To the cross.
© Copyright 2020 Audrey Kletscher Helbling
Thank you for your recent narrative and pictures of Christdala. We remember the day you brought Rhody Yule and his paintings to Christdala, plus the wonderful pictures you took that day at the church and at our Millersburg Schoolhouse Museum. You are welcome to return anytime (be assured that common garter snakes are harmless but good to nature). And please tell your readers to tune into KSTP-5 TV NEWS with Joe Mazan on LABOR DAY — Sept 7th at 10:00 pm on Channel 5 News for The Nicolaus Gustafson Story. Joe Mazan and his film crew recently shot two hours of video at the church and schoolhouse and will run a segment of their video on the KSTP channel 5 News on Labor Day evening, the 144th anniversary of the Northfield Bank Robbery in 1876 — and will be posted on http://www.KSTP.com and http://www.christdala.com websites. The KSTP video was prompted by my recent article on Nicolaus Gustafson that was published in the July (Summer) edition of NORTHFIELD NOW distributed by the Northfield News. Please send me your email address and I can forward a copy of the article to you. Thanks again for your wonderful work.
Wayne
B. Wayne QUIST
Christdala Preservation Association
Wayne, thank you for appreciating my work and that art show.
And thank you also for tipping us off to the upcoming segment on the Northfield bank robbery. I look forward to that segment.
Hello, Friend! Your meanderings have given me much enjoyment over the past months (as I lurk in the shadows………). The storms have certainly kept us looking skyward. We have been missed each time severe weather threatened (including last Monday’s storm that devastated so many from NE thru to MI…especially IA!). LUV that iron fence!!!! And cemetaries hold such secrets of bygone days! Yesterday was a picture perfect summer day and today seems to be along the same vein. Enjoy your rural travels……..hugs…………
So good to know you’ve been lurking…wonderful to hear from you. And, yes, this weekend has been ideal weather for exploring. That said, yesterday we had to do some home maintenance, repairs. No rain presented the perfect opportunity to tackle one particular project.
Thank you for this posting. Your church visit prompted me to do a little internet searching for information about the cemetery of St. John’s Lutheran Church in Sheridan Twp., Redwood County, where numerous relatives on my father’s side are interred. Apparently the church building has been removed, but the cemetery boundary is clearly marked by trees, according to a source I found.
I haven’t had occasion to visit the area since 1973, so I greatly appreciate your postings concerning Redwood County.
Charles, thank you for appreciating my church posts.
Just a note that I had to delete the links you put in your comment as they were not showing up here correctly. The Dalby Database, operated by a man from Faribault, may also be a good source for you in your research on the Sheridan cemetery.
Oh how I love these little churches and a bonus for us is always the cemetery that goes with it.
That is so right. Love. And bonus.
I love this kind of history. So much here as well, but over time, with gentrification, it has gotten buried. My neighborhood, Hamilton Heights, Washington Heights, was the northernmost defense position of the Continental Army protecting New York. Directly across the Hudson River, in a park, at the end of a parking lot, is a small one story house that was Cornwallis’ headquarters. Though there are plaques around the neighborhood, I know that many do not know the history that surrounds them. The cemetery across the street is filled with New York history – Astor, Morris–Jumel, Ed Koch, Audubon…. it’s a shame….
Keith, thank you for adding your New York perspective to the conversation. I so appreciate you, your comments and your photographic talent.
I would like to go see this beautiful country church…I think we’ve driven by it but not stopped to look around.
But I, like you, do not want to see snakes!
Every September this church opens for a service. But probably not this year… Still, you would enjoy walking around the churchyard. It’s a beautiful setting.
Hello.
Very beautiful wooden church. The only difference with ours in Finland is that our bell towers are separated from churches. Thank you.
Happy new week.
It’s good to hear from you. And learn that, in Finland, bell towers are separated from churches.
Hello Audrey.
Thank you. Here are some examples:
Beautiful bell towers
Have a good day
Thank you so much.