A stained glass window inside Holden Lutheran Church, rural Kenyon, Minnesota.
Copyright 2016 Audrey Kletscher Helbling
Part IV from Wanamingo: Touring Trinity Church March 24, 2016
Trinity Lutheran Church, 301 Second Avenue, Wanamingo, Minnesota.
THE LUTHERAN CHURCH STANDS solid on a corner lot a few blocks off Wanamingo’s Main Street. Brick strong. Enduring strong. In the faith strong.
The cornerstone of this ELCA church is dated 1922, to the left in this photo.
A cornerstone on Trinity Lutheran Church simply notes LUTHERAN CHURCH 1922. I know nothing more about the history of this congregation, of this building.
The beautiful sanctuary as photographed from the balcony.
That matters not. For I appreciate churches like this which are lovely houses of worship. For these truly are houses to the families of faithful. Therein, worshipers, if not related by blood, are related by the commonality of faith and lives shared. They truly become family in joy and in grief.
One of my favorite stained glass windows in Trinity is this one of Ruth gathering grain to help support her mother-in-law. The window is partially covered by the balcony. To me, this window symbolizes deep love and devotion to family.
This trio of stained glass windows rises above the altar.
One of the windows flanking the sanctuary.
Within the walls of an aged sanctuary like Trinity, visual symbols of faith embrace those who enter therein. Intricate stained glass windows shine the light of grace and of Scripture.
One can only imagine the messages delivered from this sturdy pulpit.
The sturdy pulpit with its handcarved trim looms as a time-honored place for preaching of the Word, the wood dulled by the hands of many preachers.
Balcony pews.
Worn pews reflect the history of generations.
Another view, this from the center church aisle.
Art, history and a heavenly presence prevail. It is here, within the walls of Trinity. Visually. And in spirit.
BONUS PHOTOS:
The risen Lord centers the trio of stained glass windows above the altar.
A basket holds church bulletins and other worship essentials.
Church mail slots.
A final message for worshipers is posted on a window next to an exterior front door.
FYI: Please check back next week for more posts in my “from Wanamingo” series.
© Copyright 2016 Audrey Kletscher Helbling
Photo memories of St. Mary’s of Melrose March 12, 2016
The Church of St. Mary rises above Melrose. Minnesota Prairie Roots file photo 2011.
TODAY, AS I PHOTOGRAPHED two rural Minnesota Lutheran Churches, I thought of another church I photographed nearly five years ago in Melrose. The Church of St. Mary. It’s a beautiful Catholic church. Opulent and splendid and filled with a spirit of holiness.
Friday afternoon that magnificent 1898 church 100 miles northwest of the Twin Cities caught fire. Damage is estimated at $1 million.
To current and former parishioners of St. Mary’s and to the Melrose community, I am deeply sorry.
A view from the back of St. Mary’s looking toward the main altar. Minnesota Prairie Roots file photo 2011.
When I photograph a church, I do so because I appreciate the beauty, history, art, and faithfulness therein. I understand the significance of a house of worship in connecting and centering a church family and in building generations of memories and a tradition of faith.
Just look at this detailed side altar. I could have spent hours in St. Mary’s. Minnesota Prairie Roots file photo 2011.
Today I understand even more, though, how important my work of visually preserving small town and country churches. If my St. Mary’s photos from 2011 comfort the folks of Melrose in the aftermath of this devastating fire, then I am blessed.
Click here to see my first photo essay, “Hail St. Mary’s of Melrose.”
Click here to see my second photo essay, “St. Mary’s of Melrose, Part II.”
© Copyright 2016 Audrey Kletscher Helbling
Oh, the lovely historic buildings of Weaver, Minnesota February 19, 2016
The former Weaver Mercantile anchors Weaver.
MY KNOWLEDGE OF WEAVER is limited mostly to visual impressions. Digital images taken during a brief stop last September document an unincorporated Mississippi River settlement rich in history. That history reveals itself in aged buildings, like Weaver Mercantile.
Weaver United Methodist Church with an historic former schoolhouse next door.
A block or so away, Weaver United Methodist Church still welcomes the faithful into the congregation’s original house of worship. Except on Sundays when the temperature plummets to 10 degrees below zero or colder. The church building maintains its historic charm with modern touches, according to the church website. Indoor plumbing was only just installed in 2008.
The old schoolhouse is painted a lovely buttery yellow.
Next to the church rests a lovely 1910 one-room schoolhouse, restored in 2008 by a couple for use as a get-away cottage and a weaving studio.
An unidentified building near the schoolhouse.
And then there’s an aged boxy building topped by a cupola. Perhaps a former creamery?
Even the schoolhouse bell tower was restored.
Places like Weaver—home to about 50 residents along U.S. Highway 61 north of Winona—intrigue me. I am always pleased to discover such settlements where remnants of history remain in aged buildings. I long to step inside these buildings, to open front doors like I am opening a book of stories.
© Copyright 2016 Audrey Kletscher Helbling
A destination for the faithful in the woods of southwestern Wisconsin November 16, 2015
The Mother of Good Counsel Votive Chapel, visible upon arrival at the Shrine site.
TUCKED INTO A HILLSIDE just south of La Crosse, the Shrine of Our Lady of Guadalupe draws modern day pilgrims seeking solace, peace and hope.
This view of the parking lot shows the scenic rural setting.
How this shrine came to be in rural Wisconsin traces to the desires of a Bishop and of a family to create a place that would bring people closer to God.
This sculpture of Juan Diego stands near the Pilgrim Center.
To summarize, in 1531 Aztec convert Juan Diego five times witnessed apparitions of the Blessed Virgin Mary. His uncle, Juan Bernardino, reported that she had cured him and was thereafter to be known as Santa Maria de Guadalupe.
This image of Our Lady of Guadalupe is woven into the Juan Diego statue.
I am not of the Catholic faith. Therefore I do not understand the intricacies of Juan Diego’s story. But I glimpse his significance to those, especially, of Hispanic heritage. Juan, a native of Mexico, is the first Roman Catholic Indigenous saint from the Americas.
Outside the Pilgrim Center rests this sculpture of Our Lady of Guadalupe.
When I recently visited the Shrine of Our Lady of Guadalupe in Wisconsin, visitors of Hispanic origin outnumbered all others.
A rack holds 576 candles inside the Mother of Good Counsel Votive Chapel. Visitors, for a price, may have a candle lit. A lift allows lighting of the tiered candles stretching high into the chapel.
But, no matter your ethnicity or religion, this worshipful setting distances the distractions of life, replacing them with hope and serenity.
BONUS PHOTOS:
Some of the “rules,” posted on a window outside the Pilgrim Center entry.
Our Lady of Guadalupe
The stained glass windows inside the Mother of Good Counsel Votive Chapel depict “Our Blessed Mother.”
Another chapel statue, of, I assume, the Virgin Mary.
The scent and heat of burning candles prevail in the chapel.
Rosary beads on a chapel window sill.
The stained glass windows in the chapel are exquisite.
Up the path from the chapel, a statue of the first canonized Native American, Saint Kateri Tekakwitha.
The path winds up the hill toward The Shrine Church and other attractions. Golf cart rides to the Shrine are available.
The Shrine Church. Photo courtesy of Miranda Helbling.
Inside the Shrine Church, constructed between 2004-2008. Photo courtesy of Miranda Helbling.
Art abounds inside the Shrine. Photo courtesy of Miranda Helbling.
The Memorial to the Unborn celebrates and honors the lives of the unborn. Photo courtesy of Miranda Helbling.
FYI: This religious site just outside of La Crosse includes many attractions such as the Pilgrim Center (with cafe and gift shop), Mother of Good Counsel Votive Chapel, The Shrine Church, Stations of the Cross, Rosary Walk, Devotional Areas and the Memorial to the Unborn. Click here for more information.
© Copyright 2015 Audrey Kletscher Helbling & Miranda Helbling
Church Food: Harvest dinner at Trinity North Morristown October 9, 2015
My meal at a previous Trinity North Morristown dinner, minus the bread and cranberries. I had cake for dessert, too. Minnesota Prairie Roots file photo.
IT IS THE SEASON of church dinners in Minnesota, which is why I’ve deviated today from the usual Minnesota Faces series to Minnesota Food.
This Sunday, October 11, Trinity Lutheran Church North Morristown, a rural parish in western Rice County, hosts its annual fall harvest dinner. I’ve been to many church dinners and this one ranks as my favorite.
Everything served here is homemade from the garden-grown potatoes and squash prepared in the church basement to the dressing, bread and more, all served with turkey and ham.
It’s a feast. And one served in good company by rural folks who welcome and engage you in friendly conversation. Go for the people, experience and setting as much as the food.
Serving begins at 11 a.m., shortly after the 9:30 a.m. worship service, which I’d also encourage you to attend. There’s something about worshiping in a small country church surrounded by farm fields that focuses thoughts on thankfulness for the harvest and all the blessings of life.
Besides the dinner, which runs until 1 p.m., Trinity also hosts a bake goods, produce and craft sale in the back room of the church basement. More goodies from gardens and kitchens plus handcrafted items.
Cost for the dinner is a reasonable $10 for ages 13 and older; $5 for ages 6 – 12; and free for ages 5 and younger.
You will leave feeling stuffed and blessed.
FYI: Dinner planners are looking for people to peel potatoes beginning at 8 a.m. Saturday.
TELL ME, DO YOU FREQUENT church dinners and do you have a favorite?
© Copyright 2015 Audrey Kletscher Helbling
Touring Minnesota’s “other” basilica, St. Stan’s in Winona September 24, 2015
The Basilica of Saint Stanislaus Kostka, named after a popular saint from Poland, is so massive I could not get the entire basilica in a photo. It’s located at 625 East Fourth Street in Winona, Minnesota.
UNOFFICIALLY, PARISHIONERS CALL the basilica St. Stan’s. I like that. It seems fitting in an age when the current pope, Pope Francis, has connected in an everyday sort of way with the faithful, Catholic or not.
The basilica includes stunning stained glass windows. There are many other buildings in Winona which feature stained glass, including Tiffany stained glass. This river town is also home to six stained glass studios.
I am Lutheran. But denominational affiliation matters not when touring a beautiful house of worship. Or appreciating a man who oversees with a blessed sense of ordinariness. Several weeks ago my husband, a Catholic turned Lutheran, and I visited the Basilica of Saint Stanislaus Kostka, aka St. Stan’s, in Winona. Touring churches interests us from multiple perspectives.
Students file in for morning Mass.
An altar boy prepares for Mass.
The stained glass windows are incredible in their sacred symbolism and beauty.
We arrived at St. Stan’s shortly before a children’s Mass, leaving us to observe from the balcony the reverent holiness of an altar boy lighting a candle, the filing of elementary students into pews, the light of a sultry summer morning filtering through stained glass windows.
Lovely morning light filters through stained glass onto the curved balcony railing.
A statue is tucked into a corner below stations of the cross.
The paintings inside the dome are exquisite in their detail.
The bread and the wine before they are carried to the front of the sanctuary.
Polish words on a stained glass window translate, according to Google translate, to “”Association of the Children of Mary.”
I stood there in awe, swinging my camera lens toward marble pillars and stained glass, statues and crucifixes, curving wood and paintings, Communion wafers and words in Polish.
The upper portion of the basilica at its main entry.
This is a church of Polish immigrants. Built in 1894 – 1895 of brick and stone in Romansque style (in the form of a Greek cross) by the Winona architectural firm of Charles G. Maybury & Son, the basilica is on the National Register of Historic Places.
With its designation as a basilica, St. Stan’s also received a crest symbolic of important events in its history. Click here to learn about the crest.
Not knowing the difference between a regular Catholic church and a basilica, I learned from online research that a basilica has received special privileges from the pope. St. Stan’s rates as a minor basilica , the 70th in the U.S. and only one of two in Minnesota. (The other is the Basilica of Saint Mary in downtown Minneapolis.) The title ties to the extraordinary architectural quality of the building and to the congregation’s significant Polish heritage, according to a 2011 press release from the Roman Catholic Diocese of Winona announcing the designation by the Vatican.
The stained glass windows truly are religious works of art.
The stairway to the balcony features incredible craftsmanship.
Massive marble pillars impress.
Terminology and privileges aside, this is one impressive house of worship. It’s artful and splendid. Reverent and meaningful. Personal, yet powerful in its sheer size.
I expect many a worshiper has found comfort in these stained glass windows.
This massive place holds generations of family history. Imagine the sins confessed and forgiven here, the blessings bestowed, the holy water sprinkled, the families who’ve grieved and celebrated within the walls of St. Stan’s.
The priest is about to proceed up the aisle to begin Mass.
To witness the next generation in worship on a Friday morning in God’s house reaffirms for me that the faith of our fathers remains strong. Just like this aged basilica in the Mississippi River town of Winona.
BONUS PHOTOS of the exterior:
A back view of St. Stan’s.
Angel art atop a tower.
Roof details.
The main entrance.
And the landmark dome.
© Copyright 2015 Audrey Kletscher Helbling
Discovering Minnesota’s oldest Czech church, St. Wenceslaus July 2, 2015
AS A LIFE-LONG LUTHERAN, I’m mostly unfamiliar with patron saints of the Catholic church, even though my husband, now Lutheran, grew up Catholic.
The Church of St. Wenceslaus, New Prague, Minnesota.
So when I happened upon the majestic Church of St. Wenceslaus rising above the east end of New Prague’s Main Street, I had to research the saint whose carved image guards the impressive columned front entry.
A close-up of the St. Wenceslaus statue above the main church entry.
St. Wenceslaus, duke of Bohemia from 921 until his murder in 935, is considered a martyr for the faith and is hailed as the patron of the Bohemian people and the former Czechoslavakia.
A side and rear view of this stunning church.
The selection of this saint for the New Prague congregation is fitting for a community with strong Czech roots. Founded in 1856, the Church of St. Wenceslaus is the oldest Czech church in Minnesota. It is now part of the New Prague Area Catholic Community.
This is the old section of St. Wenceslaus Catholic School, built in 1914 and located next to the church. An addition was built in 2003. Students from kindergarten through eighth grades attend.
The parish also includes a school opened in 1878.
The church features two towers.
This duo towered brick church is stunningly beautiful. I paused numerous times while photographing the exterior simply to admire its artful construction. Churches aren’t built like this any more.
Even the side stairs are artful and the entire church exterior well-maintained.
My single regret was finding the doors locked on a Sunday afternoon. This was not unexpected; most sanctuaries are locked now days. I could only imagine the lovely stained glass windows I would find inside, along with more statues of patron saints and worn pews.
In sunlight (right) and in shade, the exterior tile floor under the columned entry impresses.
Being Lutheran, I am intrigued by aged Catholic churches which are often significantly embellished with ornate details and religious art. This is so unlike most Lutheran churches. I appreciate both, wherein I find solace and peace. And perhaps that is the reason I seek out churches to photograph. Photographing them connects me, in a visual way, to God.
BONUS PHOTOS:
An overview of Mary’s Garden, located between church and school.
Children surround the statue of Mary in the garden.
Children of many ethnicities are part of the Mary statue.
More details in the garden statue art.
At the foot of the Mary statue, a message in Czech says “welcome.”
Petunias spill from a windowbox at the front of the school.
© Copyright 2015 Audrey Kletscher Helbling
Part VI: The Little Chapel off the Interstate in Clear Lake June 9, 2015
My husband, Randy, leaves the Guardian Angel Roadside Chapel as Scott Kennedy and his nephew finish cleaning.
WHEN WE FINALLY FOUND the Guardian Angel Roadside Chapel tucked into the woods along South 24th Street in Clear Lake, Iowa, after we’d asked for directions and still drove by the unmarked landmark, we met Scott Kennedy.
Scott Kennedy outside the chapel built in honor of his aunt.
He was there with his nephew, an Iowa State University student from the western U.S., cleaning the chapel and grounds for a funeral the next day.
I forgot to count the pews. But I believe there are eight or ten, each seating only a few people.
It’s difficult to envision a funeral inside this miniscule place of only a few short pews. But one was planned and the mess from an invading squirrel needed to be swept and gathered into garbage bags. Although I did not see it, my husband spotted the succumbed squirrel.
The chapel is beautiful in its craftsmanship. This place is truly a labor of divine love.
I was more focused on the chapel interior with its beautiful center stained glass cross crafted by a local artist and side stained glass windows salvaged from Zion Lutheran Church. The cross was designed to attract the attention of travelers along nearby Interstate 35.
This truly is a functional church with altar, organ and baptismal font.
Exiting the chapel grounds.
I was especially delighted to find my favorite bible verse—the scripture that has guided me through some rough patches in life—inscribed on a dedication plaque inside the entry: We know that in all things God works for good with those who love him.—Romans 8:28. Serendipitous? Perhaps. But more likely divine.
It is the divine intervention of God which led Scott and others to construct the Guardian Angel Roadside Chapel in 1991 in honor of Scott’s aunt, Marguerite Williams. She was convinced that God protected her from kidnapping by a band of gypsies while growing up in Clear Lake. And later, while working at a Chicago medical clinic, Marguerite again experienced God’s protection when she encountered a gang of hoodlums.
It was hoodlums, or more accurately criminals, who set fire to the first Guardian Angel Chapel a year after it was built, Scott shared. The blaze was to distract responders from a break-in across town. Undeterred, Scott and others determined to rebuild this chapel which was rededicated on April 4, 1993.
An informational paper I found inside the chapel states its purpose:
This chapel was built as a witness to Christ. It is the hope and prayers of the builders that people worshipping here will be closer to Christ and will have their own guardian angel look after them.
This is looking toward the highway off which the chapel sits atop a hill in a wooded area.
FYI: The chapel is open daily from dawn until dusk, although I am uncertain whether it’s open during the winter months.
Check back tomorrow for my final installment in this seven-part series on Clear Lake, Iowa.
© Copyright 2015 Audrey Kletscher Helbling
We didn’t find gold in Oronoco, but… April 8, 2015
ORONOCO. I delight in the way those “o”s roll off the tongue. Smooth. Repetitious. Like a steady drum beat.
But I’d never been to Oronoco, only seen the exit signs to this community off U.S. Highway 52 five miles north of Rochester. Time to change that, to visit this place named after the Orinoco River in South America. (And, yes, the spelling of Orinoco is correct.)
The old schoolhouse.
On a recent Saturday, my husband and I wound our way into this small town, home of Oronoco Gold Rush Days, an antique show and market held on the third weekend in August since 1972. That’s a long-standing event, its name tracing to the apparent discovery of gold here in the late 1850s and the establishment of the Oronoco Mining Company. That mining venture didn’t last long as the raging Zumbro River washed away the gold mining operation. Apparently little gold was found.
A boarded up building dated 1912.
Historic buildings define the heart of this quaint river community. We did a quick drive through downtown and stopped only to browse two highway side antique shops as the day shifted toward evening.
The 1912 building up close.
Oronoco seems worth a return trip to poke around more, to see what we missed.
First Presbyterian Church (today Presbyterian Church of Oronoco), constructed in 1871, sits atop a hill.
A front view of that beautiful old church.
The community center.
The downtown VFW sits atop a hill, too.
Sometimes a building’s side view is as interesting as its front view.
FYI: To learn more about Oronoco area history, click here. For more info on Presbyterian Church of Oronoco, click here. To read my previous post about Antiques Oronoco, click here.
© Copyright 2015 Audrey Kletscher Helbling
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