19 June 2007

Churches of my forefathers - I
St. Brendan's Cathedral, Loughrea, County Galway

Since one of my interests is genealogy, I have been to many of the places my ancestors are from. It's one of those hobbies people either really love or have no interest in. Despite the "swissmiss" moniker and the Swiss theme to the blog, I am really, overwhelmingly, of Irish descent.

My maternal great-great-great-grandfather came from County Galway, near the town of Loughrea. He and his wife had 16 children; 12 lived to adulthood and emigrated to America in the 1840s during the potato famine. They lived in a very small home (shown below), which has now been nicely refurbished and converted into a garage.


Although St. Brendan's Cathedral was not built until nearly 50 years after my ancestors lived there, I visited it a few years ago when I was in the area and some of my distant relations belong to this parish. It is the centerpiece of the town. If you are interested in architecture or stained glass, this is one cathedral to visit if you are ever in County Galway. It is filled with Celtic Revival sculpture, stained glass, woodcarving, metalwork and textiles.


St. Brendan’s Catholic Cathedral in Loughrea is arguably one of the country’s greatest contributions to European art of the twentieth century. It is an absolute must for anyone interested in modern Irish stained glass. The building was designed by William Byrne in 1897, and completed five years later. Its only unusual architectural features are its double transepts. But it is the decoration of the church interior that makes a visit such an enriching and spiritual experience. To explain its significance, one must realise that it was the result of a uniquely successful cooperation between an enlightened clergy who were prepared to reject tradition in favour of experimentation, and a vigorous and visionary layman who wanted to have Irish churches decorated by Irish artists and craftspeople, instead of being filled by outmoded foreign furnishings. That layman was Edward Martyn, who was born in Loughrea Parish. He was as passionate about setting up the Palestrina Choir and the Abbey Theatre in Dublin, as he was in assuring the creation of a new school of stained glass in Ireland, which in turn, was to lead to the opening of An Túr Gloine. It became one of the most influential stained-glass studios in the Ireland of the first half of the twentieth century. Trained teachers in this field were lacking in Ireland, so Martyn got English experts such as Whall and Childe to come and instruct budding Irish artists. It was these Englishmen who supplied some of the earliest windows, influenced by the Arts and Crafts movement in England. But the earliest window of all was by Sarah Purser, foundress of An Túr Gloine, and it was this studio which was to provide most of the windows over a period of fifty years, including Michael Healy’s marvellous Ascension and Last Judgment of 1936-40 in the West Transept. But Loughrea has a treasury of other crafts as well. The John Hughes statue of the Virgin and Child on a side altar is a symphony of controlled movement. One has to go back seven hundred years to find parallels for the remarkable series of historiated capitals by Michael Shortall telling of the adventures of St. Brendan, and of events in the history of the diocese of which he is patron. (Two of the capitals left uncarved by Shortall were completed by Tom Glendon in 2003, to mark the centenary of the cathedral.) Shortall was also responsible for the attractive bronze angels in the altar rails. Their marble accompaniments display Celtic motifs which remind us of the revival of ancient Irish patterns that were all the rage at the time. Metalwork designed by William Scott, and admired by the poet T.S. Eliot, is also in evidence.

Below is the Ascension by Michael Healy and St. Brendan by Sarah Purser

If it's not Boeing, I'm not going...
to the Paris Airshow

The Paris Air Show is under way, June 18-24, 2007. Makes me kind of misty. No, not for Paris, although it would be nice to have a vacation. It just takes me back to the days B.C. - before children - when I was working at Boeing. Ah, those were the days.

An Air France Boeing 747 at the 2005 airshow

Airplanes are my husband's true love. He knows more about airplanes than anyone I know. If he was single, instead of married with two kids, he would still be working at Boeing. He loved Boeing and loved his job. There is just something about working at a company that builds such marvels that gives you incredible job satisfaction.

Working at Boeing was really interesting, challenging and rewarding, but I certainly didn't have the passion for planes that my husband did. Boeing is a big behemouth with a culture and product line that changes slowly. I learned that when I went to work for Intel and the pace was never slower than a marathon (I preferred Boeing to Intel waaayyyy better). Boeing is the last great (commercial) aircraft manufacturer in the US. Airbus, its only rival, a consortium of European interests, has eaten up some of Boeing's market share. Reasons for this are enough for a thesis.

When I left Boeing, I was working in Manufacturing Research and Development. Prior to that, I worked on the 777 program in the systems areas including flight controls, mechanical-hydraulics, and environmental controls. There is nothing like being in on the ground floor of a new product, especially one that is so large and complex as a plane. At the roll out, a big production in itself, I had an incredible sense of pride, along with thousands of others, who had gotten this machine from paper...to parts...to the sky.


I hope Boeing garners some big orders at the airshow. Airbus seems to be having a rough time as of late. Northwest Airlines, a perennial purchaser of Airbus products, has announced it will buy Boeing planes, 787s, the next time around. 'Bout time.


777 flight controls - part of the plane I worked on

18 June 2007

Did Horace have a back up plan?

This weekend, while we were at our cabin we took the kids over to the beach club on a nearby lake to swim (we were guests of my parents-in-law as my PIL retired to the area, along with most of my husband’s family). Swimming at the beach club is easier than swimming in the lake when you have little ones, although the seclusion of the lake is becoming more and more appealing.

I’m not sure how I should’ve handled the situation that presented itself. This mom thing is hard. Before kids, I was so decisive, so clear headed. Now, situations I never expected happen, the kids do things I could never have dreamed and I fumble through the situation badly. If my children do something wrong in public, I correct the behavior, but often times forget to apologize to the wronged party. Some situations just leave me speechless. There is no play book, no text with answers in the back; I am out of my league with no experience to draw from.

It was after dinner on Friday night and pretty quiet at the beach club since everyone from the city hadn’t yet arrived at their cabins or it was too late for them to head to the beach club. Our family pretty much had the pool to ourselves. The kids loved it and were having a great time. So were we, until another family arrived.

At first glance, I thought it was a grandmother, her son, two daughters and two grandchildren. Turns out it was a grandmother, her two daughters, one of the daughter’s children and the other daughter’s girlfriend. Yes, they were lesbians and everyone initially thought the girlfriend was a boy. Her hair was cut into the military “high and tight” buzz and she wore masculine clothes.

While my family swam around, these two proceeded to get very chummy in the pool. I was so caught off guard; I didn’t know what to do. Pack up and leave? Say something? What? I chose to stay and provide an example of what a family is. Granted, my children are quite small, too small to even notice and that pacified my anger a bit, but even if they had been a heterosexual couple, they were too close for my comfort.

What’s more is that grandma was so proud of her brood that she was taking pictures of her daughter and her girlfriend. Actually, she was only taking pictures of them, not any of her grandchildren. Odd, very odd. The sister had no problem letting her children interact with them, swim with them, etc. Her children were right at that age to know something was off.

The little girl, who must’ve been around nine, asked her aunt if she and her “friend” loved each other. “Of course,” she answered, “You love your mom, don’t you?” What a bunch of side-stepping BS. Loving your mom is nothing remotely like this. And, don’t be parading your “love” around so blatantly if you’re not willing to call a spade a spade. The kid isn’t stupid. What a cop out.

Such an affront to the rest of us. It’s hard to remember to love the sinner and hate the sin when they are rubbing the sin right in your face and before your children. At lunch today I had on EWTN where Father Corapi was talking about homosexuality and how it’s an attack on the family. What isn’t an attack on the family? There is nothing that society offers that buoys the family. Only from within the confines of the family and the Church are we sustained.

And I thought the woods of northern Wisconsin would be a place to find respite.

17 June 2007

A tale of two cities and their friend L. Ron Hubbard

A big ol' Minnesota Nice welcome to our new neighbors, the Church of Scientology. Guess they couldn't stay on the other side of the river as the view is better from over here. They purchased the old Science Museum building in downtown St. Paul.

I wonder if I can cut the ribbon with Tom and John? A Catholic can be a Scientologist, right?

The Science Museum...Scientology...As John Candy would say, "Is there some co-inky dink here?"

How does that go again?

Amnesty International is tip-toeing around the issue of abortion. It seems they may be the only ones listening to the double-talk coming out of their mouths. The Vatican has denounced their recent flip-flop on abortion, or abortion rights, or reproductive rights, or human rights or whatever the heck they want to call killing babies, without actually saying that.

It's like a discussion I had once with a relative of my husband's. She argued that other women haven't been given the same "opportunities" that I have (Margaret Sanger would be so proud), so that rationale, in her mind, justifies abortion. Sounds like she's implying babies are an "inconvenience." Hmmmm. Let's see. I come from a great BIG CATHOLIC family, on every side, for generations. I went to college and had a good job. Try to imagine me coming home (hypothetically!) and telling my parents that I was pregnant. I can't fathom many other things that would've wounded my parents more. Would I have been justified to have an abortion in that case knowing the devastation it would've caused to my family and my future? A baby certainly would've been "inconvenient" at that time of my life and severely limited my "opportunities."

According to Catholic World News,
The Holy See has broken off an alliance with Amnesty International "after its pro-abortion about-turn," the president of the Pontifical Council for Justice and Peace has indicated.

In an interview with the National Catholic Register, Cardinal Renato Martino, said that the Holy See is ceasing donations to Amnesty International as a result of the group's public advocacy for abortion. He urged Catholic donors to reconsider gifts to the organization.

The Italian cardinal said that the Vatican's decision was an "inevitable consequence" of the new policy Amnesty has adopted. He said that policy is a betrayal of the original mission of the human-rights organization.

In London, the executive secretary of Amnesty International, Kate Gilmore, insisted that the group "has never promoted abortion." She said that Amnesty favors "states respecting women's reproductive rights, allowing women in certain circumstances to reach their own decisions." She said that Cardinal Martino has misunderstood the purpose of Amnesty's new "Stop Violence Against Women" campaign.

Gilmore also told reporters that Amnesty International has not received “funding from the Catholic Church or from organizations that depend on the Catholic Church.” The organization does, however, receive many donations from individual Catholics.

In his interview with the National Catholic Register, Cardinal Martino recalled that during the Cairo conference on population, the UN member-states reached an agreement that abortion should not be accepted as a means of family planning. He rejected the idea that legal abortion should be included under the heading of "reproductive rights."

However, the cardinal-- who served for years as the Vatican's representative at the UN-- observed that proponents of legal abortion have waged an aggressive campaign for legal acceptance. "The abortion lobby is continuing its propaganda," he noted.
Isn't "allowing women (or men) in certain circumstances to reach their own decisions" pretty much like giving a rubber stamp on "anything goes" morality? Isn't this moral relativism? Come to think of it, I'm probably related to some poster children of Moral Relativism. (Yes, they know who they are. We've been having this discussion for nearly 20 years now. Goodness, I must be old!)

Happy Father's Day

To my husband, may God give you many more years to enjoy Father's Day. We have been blessed with two beautiful and independent kids.

To my father, may God bless you abundantly.

You taught me to be independent while still protecting me.
Taught me to be strong and stand on my own two feet, but also to be compassionate.
Taught me to persevere even when I didn't think I could.
Provided an incredible example of how a man can be the head of the household but still have a soft side and be deeply religious.
Showed me the joy of a great sense of humor.
Taught me to swim, to draw, to ride a bike, to drive a car.
Never meddled in my life with your ideas of what I should do and how I should do it, but supported me in my decisions and admonished me when I went astray, primarily when it came to religion.
Told me you were proud of me...many times.
Showed me how to have a stable marriage.
Taught me it was OK to fight back if attacked, but never tolerated your kids starting a fight/being a bully.
Gave me what it takes to be a contrarian, but also showed me it wouldn't be easy.
Worked hard, never complained, despite the BS that swirled around you.
Treated my husband like another son.
Loved my mom, insanely.

I wish you were here to see your grandchildren, but know you are looking out after all of us. I miss you so very much.

14 June 2007

Escape

It looks like I'm going to miss the Chesterton Conference. I had been looking forward to it, too. But, after the busy month we have had so far and the continued pace I expect for the rest of the month, we are heading to the cabin today. My husband has to go out of town much of the following week, so we need a little family time. Plus, it's going to be so hot this weekend that the cabin sounds like a good place to be.

May you all have a blessed weekend and stay cool!

13 June 2007

Preparing to be a lawyer or a politician?


The other day, my son, charming as he is and all of 46 months, went into the kitchen when I was busy doing something in another room. The kitchen is off limits and he knows that. When I came near the kitchen, I heard him scramble out into the dining room as fast as he could. Here's how the conversation went:

"Mark, were you in the kitchen?"
Mark looks down and away. "No," he says sheepishly.
Me, turning up the volume a notch. "Mark, were you in the kitchen?"
No reply.
I sit down on the couch and tell him to come stand in front of me.
"Mark, look at me. You need to tell me. Were you in the kitchen?"
Mark is looking me in the eye and says with all earnestness, "Don't ask me that question!"
I go from being mad to giggling.
I ask again, very calmly this time since he's making me laugh. "Mark, I need to know, were you in the kitchen?"
Mark, again in all earnestness, "I can't answer that question!"

I don't know if this is something innate in children or if he is secretly watching some lawyer shows on TV or just what is behind this. Cute and scary all in one.

Ah, those pesky Scandihoovians

For all my Scandinavian friends, it's almost time, once again, for the great Nordic Fest near Luther College in Iowa.

Like I've said in the past, I am NOT of Scandinavian descent. Some how I managed to stumble into their festivities a few years ago when I was in the area researching my stout German heritage. It was the hottest, most gosh-darn-awful, humid, nasty weekend of the summer and all the Scandihoovians in the Midwest had descended on the town like a truck load of smelly lutefisk. There were no hotel rooms. None. In the middle of no-where Iowa.

My husband and I were too tired to drive much further, so I suggested trying Luther College to see if they might have a dorm room available. Yup, ya sure dey do. Holy bratwurst! A good Catlick Kraut amongst all those Scandy Lute-erns.

Well, our fine accomodations included a room with two plywood "bunks," a bath down the hall and no air conditioning. It was the most miserable night I have ever had. There was no breeze, nothing. Just heat and Scandihoovians.

Happily, I will not be joining them this year. However, I can understand if you want to be amongst your people. Get your hotel rooms booked early or you just might be stuck in a dorm room near a cranky Kraut.

The Nordic Fest is July 26, 27, & 28, 2007
In Decorah, Iowa, just a troll's stroll into Iowa across the MN border.
Velkommen Friends...Nein, Auf Wiedersehn, meine Norske Freunde. Machs gut!

A chicken and its egg

I know I just missed his Feast Day, but this sums up my thoughts for the day. St. Philip is becoming one of my more favorite saints the more I learn about him.

St. Philip Neri once gave this penance to a gossipy penitent:

On one occasion, when a woman confessed to him her love of gossip and spreading slander and scandal and asked him how she could cure herself of the habit, he replied: "Go to the nearest market-place, buy a chicken just killed, and pluck its feathers all the way as you come back to me." Greatly astonished, she did what he asked, and returned to him with the plucked chicken. "Now go back," he said, "and bring me all the feathers you have scattered." "But I cannot," she replied, "that is impossible. I cast the feathers carelessly and the wind carried them away. How can I recover them?" He answered: "You cannot. And that is exactly like your words of scandal. They have been carried about in every direction. You cannot recall them. Go and slander no more."

(A chicken has about 12,000 feathers.)
(I saw several versions of this quote, but this one is from Saints of the Day

And, also words of St. Philip Neri:
"A joyful heart is more easily made perfect than one that is cast down."

12 June 2007

To be or not to be - that is a Beatle's question

I really don't get the mindset of pro-choice people. Yoko Ono is running around telling reporters that she considered aborting her son, Sean. Even if you considered abortion, even if you were planning abortion, why would you be so callous as to talk about it knowing your child will learn of it? She talks about Sean as "it" and how she left the decision up to John Lennon. So selfless to let John make the decision.

No Mother's Day card for her next year.

This link has the article and other comments that pretty much sum things up.

The pot and that proverbial black kettle

I don't usually venture out into politics and the like, but found this swipe by Dan Rather about Katie Couric kind of interesting, in a weird, hypocritical, nutsy kind of way.

When I was in grade school, just after Vietnam, I had to write a report, if I remember correctly, on a person in the news. Well, I did that one better and wrote a report on the newsman himself, Dan Rather. I was young, very young, and Dan Rather was who I saw on TV each night. As I got older, I was able to see him for what he is, warts and all. It wasn't until recently that he really sullied himself and left CBS with his tail between his legs. Now, he's sniping at Katie Couric. Not that I'm a fan of Katie's...no, no, no. I couldn't stand to watch the Today show, mostly because of Bryant Gumble, but once he left I realized I wasn't a fan of Katie's either.

A quote from the article, "Rather attacks Couric 'Dumb it down, Tart it up'."

As already noted on NewsBusters, former CBS anchor Dan Rather appeared on Monday’s edition of "Morning Joe" and lobbied for a "a strategic withdrawal from Iraq." He also found time to twice bash his "Evening News" successor Katie Couric for dumbing down and "tarting up" the news. After giving the standard caveat that Couric is a "nice person," he went in for kill. Speculating on the program’s declining ratings, Rather complained to MSNBC host Joe Scarborough that "the mistake was to try to bring the ‘Today’ ethos to the evening news and to dumb it down, tart it up in hopes of attracting a younger audience."

Dan might not have "tarted" things up, but he dumbed things down himself by further disgracing the already questionable enterprise of TV news. The decline at CBS might be the legacy Couric inherited from Rather. Despite all his left leanings, I kind of always rooted for Dan Rather. I would watch him instead of Brokaw or Jennings just because I had done that report ages ago. However, in the end, I couldn't stomach him anymore and turned to Jennings before just turning off the national news altogether.

Total Life Care Centers - Getting Closer

Last week, I took a few items to the Total Life Care Center in Highland Park. I was happy to learn that they will be moving about two blocks east. This puts them almost next door to Planned Parenthood. TLC has about 20 facilities in MN and WI offering a variety of services:

We provide a safe place to voice your pregnancy concerns and learn more about alternatives to abortion to help you make fully informed decisions about your pregnancy.

Ultrasound services are offered at several Centers. Pre-natal clinics are offered at two Centers in Minneapolis. Limited medical services, such as STD-testing and immunizations, are offered at some Centers. All medical services are provided by licensed medical specialists who care about you.


If you are familiar with the area in Highland Park, there is a Planned Parenthood on Ford Parkway, across from the library. Currently, TLC is just down the road on Ford Parkway, but in a pretty nondescript locale and it has NO parking. TLC is going into the old Grand Array store, which is on the corner of Ford Parkway and Kenneth. They will be a stone's throw from PP. I had hoped they would buy the old Burger King that was right next door to PP, but that will become a Dairy Queen. I don't understand how people tolerate this evil right in the middle of a neighborhood...right next to a park, shops, the library and families. I pray TLC makes their presence known and felt.

It seems they are trying doing what Father Corapi said, as this isn't the first time they have moved close to an abortion mill. Father said that if there was a place for Eucharistic Adoration right next to an abortion mill, the mill would eventually close down. Hopefully, having TLC next to PP will begin to have an effect. Now they just need Adoration there!

11 June 2007

Brother's keeper

The house across the street and down the block is still empty. It's been empty since Christmas Eve. The story doesn't really start Christmas Eve, maybe it ends there, although I certainly hope that's not the end.

My brother and his family were visiting from Switzerland last Christmas. We were having a big Christmas Eve dinner and planned to open presents that evening. As I was getting dinner prepped, two police cars stopped in front of the house across the street. Pretty soon, a coroner pulled up. Because the weather was so mild, my son and husband were outside playing. I opened the door and told my husband to be sensitive of the situation going on because I didn't want my son to see a bad scene.

During the seven or so years we have lived here, we have gotten to know most of our neighbors. We've gone to block parties and our kids play with other kids in the neighborhood. The man who owned the house across the street was older and kept to himself. He didn't socialize. He seemed very healthy, always out for a walk and active. I would see him walking down by the Mississippi and all over the neighborhood. He seemed to take pride in himself and his home.

Suddenly, the grass in his yard started to grow long. Not just long, but never got cut. He kept different hours, up late into the night (I was dealing with nursing a baby who didn't sleep through the night, so would see his lights on at odd hours while I was up with the baby). I didn't see him walking as much. Something was wrong. I thought he might be sick.

I thought many times of taking him over some food, seeing if he was OK, but was too shy and reluctant. When I was a child, I remember schlepping food all over the neighborhood that my mother had made for a family who was touched by illness or death. Often times, my mother didn't even know the family, but had heard of their situation. She cooked and I delivered. So, when things seemed odd with the neighbor across the street, I thought of making him some food.

But, I didn't make any food. The thought kept nagging at me, but I didn't know him. Other neighbors who lived next door or who had lived in the neighborhood longer must know him better and if they weren't doing anything and they weren't concerned, then I shouldn't meddle.

Then Christmas Eve came and they took his body out. The neighbor next door to this man was sobbing, other neighbors were standing outside on the sidewalk in a somber mood, passing along the story. He had committed suicide.

Seems he had some financial problems. He had lived in the house for many years. Some even said he grew up there. He was estranged from his family and seemingly had no friends. Now the bank was foreclosing on him.

I've never been there, so depressed or in despair that I have even remotely considered suicide. I can't imagine the horror of coming to that point. I wept for this man, but also for missing the opportunity to let him know that I had been thinking about him, that I worried about how he was, but I had let stupid things stop me from showing charity and compassion to a stranger.

The "For Sale" sign has been in the yard for months. No one is buying the house. Maybe they can sense the sadness. Even the neighbors comment about how the house looks "sad." Every day, I see the house and have a sense of regret. Despite how insular our lives have become, we still need to pop our heads up and look around. We are called to take care of our brothers.

We have other elderly neighbors. Now, I keep tabs on them and check on them. Even if I don't know them, I am always reminded by the house across the street about how things might have been different.

And the Lord said unto Cain, Where is Abel thy brother? And he said, I know not: Am I my brother's keeper?
Genesis 4:9

10 June 2007

Home Sweet (Hot) Home

I am exhausted. Drove all the way to Canada. Well, nearly. Then, we turned around and came back.

We were up by Bigfork, MN, which just happened to be celebrating its centennial. The trip up was long, but the kids did remarkably well. We crammed everyone (and a portable crib) into our Honda Civic instead of the van because we didn't want to spend $200 on gas. I'm the designated driver, so my husband read some stories to keep the kids occupied and we only needed one stop in Moose Lake. I was hoping the kids would fall asleep, but they didn't do that, of course, until we were only about five miles from where we were going. Once we got settled in the cabin, I got my daughter to take a nap, but my son was far too interested in running around outside. While my daughter was napping, my husband's cousin (once removed) took us out on their four-wheelers for a tour around his property.

Didn't have much time to do anything since we decided to go to Mass that night (Saturday). I had wanted to attend Mass Sunday morning, but got conflicting information on the time for Mass. Didn't want to assume Mass was at 9am, when it was really at 8am and then have to try to make it back to the cities to catch a late Sunday night Mass. Turns out the anticipated Mass worked out best anyway. Everyone was too tired to get up early on Sunday morning. It's been ages since I've been to a Saturday night Mass.

The church was kind of sparse, but the people were dressed nicely (only a few people in jeans), the tabernacle was nicely adorned and there was a tabernacle/altar light, too. All in all, they were quite reverential. I've attended many Masses in very austere churches that were done very reverentially. Unfortunately, my kids were the distraction this time.

When my son doesn't get a nap, he is like Jekyll and Hyde. My normally pretty sweet kid becomes someone else's child! During the Mass, I had to repeatedly correct him; tell him to be quiet. To which he screamed, "I DON'T WANT TO." Not being a patient person, my son was removed from the Mass three times. And, my daughter, who is just starting to walk, was really tired of being cooped up all day and wanted to crawl around. So, she had to be taken out, too. To all the poor people who had to put up with us at Our Lady of the Snows in Bigfork, I am sorry!! Sometimes the planets don't align the way I would like them to.


Oh, and before we left for the weekend, my daughter did a severe face plant into the sidewalk in front of our house. (Not much blood, in fact, none from her nose, just lots of crying...lots and lots of crying.) She looked just terrible and before Mass started, the priest actually came over to talk to us to find out what had happened. Other people were concerned and even stopped us and asked us what happened to her. I didn't get any "Bad Mom" looks, so that helped, because I really didn't need any snarky comments after having just wrangled my children during Mass for the last hour!

Got home to a hot house, actually just the upstairs where our bedroom is. There was a call from my Aunt Mary telling my my cousin just had her baby, a boy. We are going to go visit tomorrow night. My cousin had lost a set of twins last year when she was over five months along. This time, things were getting a little dicey near the end, so it is a blessing everyone is doing very well! My Aunt Marie had her cancer surgery. It was just a lumpectomy, stage 1, no lymph nodes involved. I haven't heard if she still has to have radiation, but I pray she doesn't. My Aunt Rita, who had a stroke, is doing much better and is now talking. Initially, she couldn't even talk and had a hard time remembering people. Now she has a hard time reading, but is going to get some rehab therapy. Seems like prayers are being answered. It's been a hard time in the family with all this going on lately.

Am proud to report that we survived the weekend and had a good time. Now, if there was just one weekend this month that I didn't have to run somewhere, that would be nice! Hope everyone else had a good weekend.

Oh, one more thing. Wood ticks were everywhere. Just before we left for Bigfork, I had read about what someone did to remove ticks. They took a cotton ball covered with liquid soap and placed it over the tick and supposedly the tick came off rather quickly. Well, my husband got one stuck on the top of his foot and we tried this. It worked within five seconds!! So easy!! Try it the next time you get a tick...hopefully, it will work as quickly.

07 June 2007

Up North

This weekend my husband and I are taking the kids and going "Up North" to stay with my husband's father's cousin (that would be my husband's first cousin once removed). I don't really know these folks and they live a hellishly far way away. They live somewhere up around the Iron Range, not a place I frequent if I can help it, and not nearly as close as our cabin in Northern WI. But, we are going. My husband really wants to go since he has a small and very unclose family that he wants to get to know better. I have a large and too close family. So, to honor my husband's (insane) wishes, I have to pack just about everything we own and remember to always have a smile on my face! Oy.


10 things I will try to remember this weekend:
1. Stay away from mosquitos and deer flies, especially ones big enough to fly off with one of the kids
2. Stay away from poison ivy
3. It's only for the weekend
4. They really are nice people and hubby's family isn't that big that we will have to do this many more times
5. Keep the kids away from just about everything in the not-childproofed home
6. Ask if they have a place they want me to throw dirty diapers, goopey kid things, etc.
7. Try not to yell at the kids/husband all the time or risk being thought of as a bad mom/wife
8. Don't drink any alcohol, even if the situation is desperate and seems to require it
9. Kids will be kids, husbands aren't afforded same consideration
10. Pray

Obviously, I'll be away from blogging for the weekend. Have a good weekend and say a little prayer (or two) for me, will ya?

"Killing the Environment with Birth Control"

Last weekend I was at the University of St. Thomas for the Catholic Home Education Conference, and picked up a copy of the St. Thomas Standard, A Publication of Conservative Student News, Inc. (They didn't have this publication when I attended CST, and, in fact, I thought I was grabbing a copy of the Aquin.) The headline on the Standard was, Killing the Environment with Birth Control, by Amie Kieffer.

I was quickly skimming the article as my husband and I walked from Murray Hall to the Field House. The paragraph that caught my eye was,
What if endangered species like the polar bear, caribou, or the blue whale decided they had other plans and reproducing their own kind was certainly not one of them. However, they wanted to keep having intercourse -- so, they started taking birth control. Whoa, wait a second -- they can't do that!!!

Although it wasn't the point of the article (animals being physiologically affected by birth control chemicals polluting the environment was), it made me think about humanity and its arrogance. Here we are, looking at the animals, and thinking we know so much better then they do about what is proper and just for them. Granted, we were given dominion over the animals, but my point is: What must God think of us? How arrogant we are to mess with what He created -- ourselves and our sexuality -- and think it is our right, our perogative, and our privacy. When the shoe is on the other foot and we are thinking the animals are silly in this hypothetical situation, we certainly don't look so smart. Portions of the world are depopulating because of our "knowing better" and wanting to be in control. How long will it be before God puts us on the Endangered Species List?

Snippets

I was chosen by St. Matthew the Apostle.
St. Matthew is my blog's Saint of the Year. Seminarian Matthew was kind enough to do the pickin' and asked me if I had any connection or stories about St. Matthew. Well, now I do! The bible study I attend, Called by Faith (see below), was debating whether to study Revelation or the Gospel of Matthew this coming fall. I really, really wanted to study Revelation. However, the group chose the Gospel of Matthew. I was really disappointed. Very disappointed. I guess this is St. Matthew's way of tapping me on the shoulder and letting me know that I'm sure to get a lot out of the study. Thank you St. Matthew, for opening my eyes!
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This weekend, the Church of St. Agnes will dedicate its social hall in honor of Monsignor Schuler immediately after the Corpus Christi procession.
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The Holy Father was unhurt, thanks be to God, after a German man tried to jump into his jeep. The story was all over the news and Father Z blogged about it a few posts ago. Am sure you heard about it. Way to go Swiss Guard!!!!
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Dr. Ray Guarendi, heard in the Twin Cities on Relevant Radio 1330AM, can be seen on EWTN this week and next doing a series called, "What Catholics Believe." It is a point-counter point format with Father Kevin Fete (sp?). It airs at 5pm CST.
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The priests of Miles Christi are having Silent Ignatian Retreats at various places throughout the US. (I received their flier but am unfamiliar with them, maybe you are.) "The Spiritual Exercises are a silent retreat based on the well-proven method of St. Ignatius of Loyola. The Priests of Miles Christi, devoted to the preaching of these Ignatian retreats, frequently offer them in a weekend format. Throughout the centuries, the Spiritual Exercises have shown to be an excellent means of sanctification, highly praised by Popes and Saints."
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A new book on St. Monica is out. St. Monica, The Power of a Mother's Love, by Fr. Giovanni Falbo is available from Pauline Books and Media. "Using extensive excerpts from the writings of St. Augustine, notably from his Confessions, Fr. Giovanni Falbo sheds new light on Monica’s patience, sweetness, and unwavering determination. This mother never yielded in her efforts to see her beloved son find comfort and peace in God, and she endured countless sacrifices and health risks in her quest to help Augustine embrace the faith. Monica’s quiet wisdom and courage, coupled with her earnest tears and prayers to God, bore fruit she could only have dreamed of.

“Monica is a shining example for families today, bringing them courage and hope by guaranteeing that with the grace of God, good will, and perseverance, any difficulty can be overcome in building a true Christian family founded upon the values of the Gospel”— Fr. Giovanni Falbo

This title includes an index of references to Monica within St. Augustine’s works. It also features black and white photos of basilicas and churches honoring Monica and Augustine."
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Adoremus Books has a coupon for 20% off your entire order. Discount code STP67, which is good until 2 Jul 2007. Also, free shipping on orders over $25.
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St. Elizabeth Ann Seton Church in Hastings, MN, is hosting Exodus and First Corinthians, part of the Great Adventure Bible Study by Jeff Cavins. Classes are on Thursday nights from 7-9, starting 20 Sep 2007. Cost is $75 before 1 Aug 2007, or $85 afterwards. Also, Called by Faith is hosting the Gospel of Matthew bible study with lectures by Father Echert at St. Augustine's in South St. Paul, starting at the same time. Cost is $60. See my earlier post for more information.
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"Tradition means giving votes to the most obscure of all classes, our ancestors. It is the democracy of the dead. Tradition refuses to submit to that arrogant oligarchy who merely happen to be walking around." - G.K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy, 1908
A quote in honor of the Chesterton conference coming up June 14-16 at the University of St. Thomas.

06 June 2007

In the words of Bill the Cat - Ack!!!!!!!!

A week or so ago, I did a post on chain mail spam. I must've upset the cosmic balance because I woke up to find another one of the awful things in my e-mail. I do not like these things. I especially DO NOT like this one. It is completely idiotic and offensive. Do people really believe this? Even now that everyone must've received something like this in some form, do folks still think they are going to get that million dollars or super blessing if they comply with these goofy things? What is the psychological make up of someone who starts this kind of nonsense?

Thbbbt! Hair ball! Thbbbt! Thbbbt! Cough! Thbbbt! Gag!


Here it is........

I am picking 12 women (who have touched my life) and whom I think
would want to participate. I hope I chose the right twelve. Please
send this back to me (You'll see why). In case anyone is not aware,
Saint Theresa is known as the Saint of the Little Ways. Meaning she
believed in doing the little things in life well and with great love.
She is also the patron Saint of flower growers and florists. She is
represented by roses.

May everyone who receives this message be blessed. Theresa's Prayer cannot be deleted. REMEMBER to make a wish before you read the prayer. That's all you have to do. There is nothing attached. Just send this to twelve people and let me know what happens on the fourth day. Sorry you have to forward the message, but try not to break this, please. Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. Did you make a wish yet? If you don't make a wish, it won't come true.

This is your last chance to make a wish.

St. Theresa's Prayer:
May today there be peace within. May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be. May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith. May you use those gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you. May you be content knowing you are a child of God. Let this presence settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love. It is there for each and every one of us.

Now, send this to 12 people within the next 5 minutes. And remember to send this back. I count as 1...you'll see why. Suggestion: copy and paste rather than forward. The joy of life is living it.


The thing is now safely in my trash bin. I know, I'm such a spoil sport.

05 June 2007

June Mystery of Faith - Sacred Heart


Being a cradle Catholic who was raised in the post-VII Church, there is much I don't know about the richness of my religion. My faith is in its infancy in many respects and I am working to change that. I was looking for a book that contained information on Catholic home traditions that I could start with my children. I found a book at the homeschool conference, Catholic and Loving It, Traditions for a New Generation, by Sabitha Narendran and Andrew Salzmann, that covers many Catholic traditions. I'd link to it on Amazon, but it just was released this month and wasn't yet available. Anyway, it is kind of light in its content and discussion of various things (since what Catholic topic couldn't be a doctoral thesis), but at least it talks about the various traditions and then you can go do more digging yourself. One thing I just learned from the book is that June is the month associated with the Mystery of the Sacred Heart and the Feast Day comes with an indulgence.
From the text, p. 39:
Popular images of the Sacred Heart can seem "weird," juxtaposing Christ's sugar-sweet facial expressions and bloody, tortured heart. Yet behind whatever cultural barriers separate us from this devotion, lies the central truth of the heart of Jesus: God loves us with a human heart and a human love, with a love that extends through pain and death, "even death on a cross," to offer us redemption.

The Feast of the Sacred Heart falls nineteen days after Pentecost, which is this coming Friday. (There are many aspects of Devotion to the Sacred Heart, ie: First Fridays, enthronment, etc., I'm only going to deal with the Feast and the Indulgence.) Many Catholics prepare for this Feast by beginning a Novena to the Sacred Heart on the Feast of Corpus Christi, which is the Thursday of the week before. On the Feast of the Sacred Heart itself, one can gain a plenary indulgence by making an Act of Reparation to the Sacred Heart (along with the usual requirements of Confession, Communion and prayers for the Holy Father).

Act of Reparation to the Sacred Heart / Actus reparationis

Most sweet Jesus, whose overflowing charity for men is requited by so much forgetfulness, negligence and contempt, behold us prostrate before Thee, eager to repair by a special act of homage the cruel indifference and injuries to which Thy loving Heart is everywhere subject.

Mindful, alas! that we ourselves have had a share in such great indignities, which we now deplore from the depths of our hearts, we humbly ask Thy pardon and declare our readiness to atone by voluntary expiation, not only for our own personal offenses, but also for the sins of those, who, straying far from the path of salvation, refuse in their obstinate infidelity to follow Thee, their Shepherd and Leader, or, renouncing the promises of their baptism, have cast off the sweet yoke of Thy law.

We are now resolved to expiate each and every deplorable outrage committed against Thee; we are now determined to make amends for the manifold offenses against Christian modesty in unbecoming dress and behavior, for all the foul seductions laid to ensnare the feet of the innocent, for the frequent violations of Sundays and holydays, and the shocking blasphemies uttered against Thee and Thy Saints. We wish also to make amends for the insults to which Thy Vicar on earth and Thy priests are subjected, for the profanation, by conscious neglect or terrible acts of sacrilege, of the very crimes of nations who resist the rights and teaching authority of the Church which Thou hast founded.

Would that we were able to wash away such abominations with our blood. We now offer, in reparation for these violations of Thy divine honor, the satisfaction Thou once made to Thy Eternal Father on the Cross and which Thou continuest to renew daily on our Altars; we offer it in union with the acts of atonement of Thy Virgin Mother and all the Saints and of the pious faithful on earth; and we sincerely promise to make recompense, as far as we can with the help of Thy grace, for all neglect of Thy great love and for the sins we and others have committed in the past. Henceforth, we will live a life of unswerving faith, of purity of conduct, of perfect observance of the precepts of the Gospel and especially that of charity. We promise to the best of our power to prevent others from offending Thee and to bring as many as possible to follow Thee.

O loving Jesus, through the intercession of the Blessed Virgin Mother, our model in reparation, deign to receive the voluntary offering we make of this act of expiation; and by the crowning gift of perseverance keep us faithful unto death in our duty and the allegiance we owe to Thee, so that we may all one day come to that happy home, where with the Father and the Holy Spirit Thou livest and reignest, God, forever and ever. Amen.

Note:
A partial indulgence is granted to those who recite this prayer. A plenary indulgence is granted if it is publicly recited on the feast of the Most Sacred Heart of Jesus. This prayer was prescribed to be recited on this feast by Pope Pius XI.


Devotion to the Sacred Heart had been practiced for ages, but it took the onset of Protestantism and the errors of the Janeists, before God rose up another saint. Margaret Mary Alacoque was a simple nun of the order of the Visitation in Paray-le-Monial, France, founded in the early in the seventeenth century by St. Francis de Sales. The order was known for their humility and selflessness and Margaret Mary excelled in these virtues.

In December of 1673, and covering a period of eighteen months, Margaret Mary began to have experiences that began while she was kneeling in the chapel. She felt encapsulated by the Divine Presence, and heard the Lord inviting her to take the place which St. John had occupied at the Last Supper. The Lord told her that the love of His heart must spread and manifest itself to men, and He would reveal its graces through her.

"And He showed me that it was His great desire of being loved by men and of withdrawing them from the path of ruin into which Satan hurls such crowds of them, that made Him form the design of manifesting His Heart to men, with all the treasures of love, of mercy, of grace, of sanctification and salvation which it contains, in order that those who desire to render Him and procure for Him all the honor and love possible, might themselves be abundantly enriched with those divine treasures of which this Heart is the source.

He should be honored under the figure of this Heart of flesh, and its image should be exposed...He promised me that wherever this image should be exposed with a view to showing it special honor, He would pour forth His blessings and graces. This devotion was the last effort of His love that He would grant to men in these latter ages, in order to withdraw them from the empire of Satan which He desired to destroy, and thus to introduce them into the sweet liberty of the rule of His love, which He wished to restore in the hearts of all those who should embrace this devotion."..... "The devotion is so pleasing to Him that He can refuse nothing to those who practice it."

from Revelations of Our Lord to St. Margaret Mary Alacoque

Needless to say, like so many saints before and after her, when Margaret Mary went to her Mother Superior to tell her about what had happened, she was reprimanded for her presumption. The stress began to impair her heath and she became so ill that those around her feared for her life. Eventually, the Mother Superior reconsidered Margaret Mary's story and vowed that if her Margaret Mary's life was spared, she would take it as a sign that the visions and messages were truly from God. When Margaret Mary recovered, the Superior asked some theologians to hear Margaret Mary's story. The priests concluded that Margaret Mary was delusional. Another priest, Father Claude de la Columbiere, a Jesuit who was assigned as the confessor at the convent, talked to her and was completely convinced of the genuineness of the revelations. Through Father Columbiere's writings about Margaret Mary's experiences, the Devotion to the Sacred Heart finally began to spread throughout Europe.

Her feast day is October 17.

The June Prayer (noted in the Catholic and Loving it book) from the Raccolta, 263:
O most holy Heart of Jesus, fountain of every blessing, I adore you, I love you, and with a lively sorrow for my sins, I offer you this poor heart of mine. Make me humble, patient, pure and wholly obedient to your will. Grant, good Jesus, that I may live in you and for you. Protect me in the midst of danger; comfort me in my afflictions; give me health of body, assistance in my temporal needs, your blessing on all that I do, and the grace of a holy death.

04 June 2007

First steps


Ok, everyone, hold on. It's a milestone. My daughter, Catherine, just took her first steps today!!!

She is nearly two, so pretty behind in walking. Her brother didn't walk until he was 18 months. Guess my kids are just behind the power curve. Doc said Catherine is perfectly fine, just out on the fringes of the bell curve and plenty other parents have assured me their kids, too, were late walkers. This is wonderful news because Catherine was born with spina bifida. Through the prayers of many, here and in heaven, the spina bifida was cured. I have the reports from the scans to show the spina bifida and the reports that indicate she is NORMAL. All that remains of the spina bifida is the pronounced dimple between her cheeks. Although we knew the spina bifida was cured, having Catherine not walk for so long was beginning to concern everyone. Now I can breathe a sigh of relief and move on to the potty training stage.

Praised be God!

Thank you for prayers heard and answered:
St. Rita
St. Margaret
St. Jude
St. Catherine
St. Clare
St. Monica
St. Anthony
St. John
St. Lawrence
St. Thomas
St. Joseph
St. Therese
St. Teresa
Padre Pio
Fr. Solanus Casey
Fr. Thomas Pingatore
Fr. Jakobek
My father and mother
All the Holy Souls whom I implored
Poor suffering souls in Purgatory
The Guardian Angels
Blessed Virgin Mary
Thank you for listening, interceding, imploring, praying and assisting us.

Thanksgiving Prayer
Father in Heaven, Creator of all and source of all goodness and love, please look kindly upon us and receive our heartfelt gratitude in this time of giving thanks.

Thank you for all the graces and blessings you have bestowed upon us, spiritual and temporal: our faith and religious heritage, our food and shelter, our health, the loves we have for one another, our family and friends.

Dear Father, in Your infinite generosity, please grant us continued graces and blessing throughout the coming year.

This we ask in the Name of Jesus, Your Son and our Brother. Amen.

We are not alone

I picked up a flier on "Imposed Death" from Human Life Alliance the other day. There was a very brief snippet about the group Dignitas in Switzerland. It's like Whack-a-mole, just when you think the likes of "Dr." Kevorkian are fading into the background, more of these people pop up. In this case, an entire organization based in Zurich that helps people, even foreigners, perform assisted suicide. Ludwig Minelli, founder of Dignitas, says his group has been criticized because it will accept anyone who wants to commit suicide...if Minelli can find a Swiss doctor to write the lethal prescription of barbituates. The patient takes the drug at Dignitas' one-bedroom apartment in Zurich, in the company of family members, friends or a member of the Dignitas staff. Assisted suicide is legal in Switzerland as long as it is not done for profit or personal gain, although the patients do have to pay to cover the costs incurred by Dignitas. Ah, their charity only extends so far.

The article mentions that Dignitas recently opened a branch office in Hannover, Germany. From my understanding, it isn't helping with assisted suicides, but is there to pressure the government to change its laws regarding assisted suicide.

From an older USA Today article:
Dignitas will not offer its services in Germany but will work to change the law. Despite a national sense of trepidation and residual guilt from the exterminations of the Holocaust, 74% of Germans said they thought euthanasia for seriously ill patients should be legalized, according to a Forsa Institute survey published in October by Stern magazine. Only 20% opposed legalizing the practice; 6% were undecided.
Der Fuhrer would be so proud. Ya, das ist gut. Das ist sehr gut.

From the Assisted Suicide website:

The only four places that today openly and legally, authorize active assistance in dying of patients, are:

Oregon (since 1997, physician-assisted suicide only)
Switzerland (since 1941, physician and non-physician assisted suicide)
Belgium (since 2002, permits 'euthanasia' but does not define the method)
Netherlands (voluntary euthanasia and physician-assisted suicide lawful since April 2002, but permitted by the courts since 1984)

The website lists dozens of countries and their assisted suicide laws or more specifically, laws allowing assisted suicide, not prohibiting it. It is worth noting that Russia "has no tolerance of any form of assisted suicide, nor did it during the 60-year Soviet rule. The Russian legal system does not recognize the notion of 'mercy-killing'. Moreover, the 1993 law 'On Health Care of Russian Citizens' strictly prohibits the practice of euthanasia." Only rampant abortion is allowed there.

I was working in Oregon just before they passed the law allowing assisted suicide, when it was still being debated. It was so unbelievable to me I felt like I was in a dream. Naively, I never believed the law would pass. May God have mercy on us.

I also know some people going to Switzerland this month. I hope they make it back alive. My brother and his family live in Geneva...I hope they don't get a cold or something and have to go to the doctor...hate to think what liberties doctors may take when they have been ordained God.

"It's very difficult to avoid this debate. People are feeling: 'Who is the master of my life? It's not God. It's not the state. It's not the physician. I am the master of my life. And I'm the one to decide if I have to suffer or not'."
Jacqueline Herremans, president of the Association for the Right to Die with Dignity in Brussels.

03 June 2007

Evolution

My father was called a dinosaur for his Catholic religious beliefs. I must be moving up the evolutionary scale since I have been christened a cave-dweller on The Lair of the Catholic Cavemen's blog.

Thanks, Caveman!


I have a long line of military men (and even some women) in my family. I think the cave will be a familiar place to be.
 
 
 

(USS Princeton, sunk 24 Oct 1944, the carrier my father served on.)

What I came away with...

My husband and I survived the Minnesota Catholic Home Education Conference that was held at the University of St. Thomas.


Despite not yet being at the homeschooling stage myself (my kids are not quite two and not quite four), I cannot even describe how inspirational the conference was. This was the third year we have attended. There were around 1000 people from the upper Midwest in attendance (I think in prior years the number was around 1200). There were numerous speakers and presentations, along with plenty of vendors and a used book sale.

These homeschooled children will be the next generation to carry on our Faith and be our leaders, executives, health care providers and religious. Although the secular world certainly speaks loudly, almost deafeningly, we are blessed with many Catholic families, right here in our own backyard, that have drawn a line in the sand and are starting to shout back. You couldn't help but be inspired in your Faith with so many other people there in the "same boat," just trying to raise their children as Catholics, many sacrificing much to pull this off, and all so sincerely devoted to their vocation that their happiness and joy were infectious. Homeschooling is not easy, but these people were witnesses to carrying their crosses with humor and dedication.


Considering the enormity of what we are tasked with -- the protection of our children's soul(s) -- these people are incredible examples of closing the door on the secular world and filling their homes with all that is good and holy.

The field house was packed with vendors selling so many wonderful Catholic things; it was overwhelming and exciting at the same time. So many beautiful and orthodox materials to use to teach your children it was hard to settle on just one. My husband and I bought the first six grades of the Faith and Life religion series, used copies, for $6. That's pretty much the cost of two designer coffees at Starbucks and I have the foundation for my children's religion studies for the next six years. There are many good religion texts available, and, fortunately, the questionable or objectionable religion texts used in our own Catholic schools, were not available anywhere. (I doubt if any of the homeschoolers would buy them anyway...one of the reasons they don't send their kids to "catholic" school is because of the poor and even offensive texts!)

Please pray for the people that home school. They juggle a lot of things at once to do this, sacrifice, swim against the tide, and deal with antagonism from family, friends, society, politicians and the local and State educational systems. It seems many people are eager to put up road blocks and hinder homeschooling. At least, at the conference, they can commiserate and encourage each other, while finding a venue that caters to them.

02 June 2007

O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?

"Pray you now, forget and forgive."
Shakespeare, King Lear

In a perverted idea of love and forgiveness, the families of murder-suicide victims "honor" the couple's relationship by burying them together. Everyone seems to be either in denial or have a secular ultra-modern idea of love, family and propriety that baffles. I can't imagine a priest presiding over a funeral Mass in a situation like this, but for the pastor in this case to sweep the crime, sin and tragedy of this under the rug and point to the smoke screen of the couple's healthy, loving relationship is beyond comprehension. Undoubtedly, a very hard time for the families. But, as we are called to forgive, we are also called to admonish the sinner. Just because the murderer is not here, doesn't mitigate what he did.

For the record, if someone ever does something like this to me, don't bury me with them, don't put us in the same plot, don't even put us in the same cemetery.

COUPLE IN MURDER-SUICIDE BURIED TOGETHER
Families honor couple's loving relationship and not the tragedy of their last night alive.
St. Paul Pioneer Press, Thursday, 31 May 2007
(My emphasis added)

Justin and Jackie Norman, both 27, were remembered Tuesday and laid to rest Wednesday as a loving couple. They were buried in side-by-side graves.

That police believe he killed her with a hatchet and then jumped to his death from a bridge wasn't the point, a family pastor said Wednesday.

"They both (the families) agreed to do it this way," said the Rev. Orville Hieb of Word of Life Church of Coon Rapids. "Their faith allowed that. ... Jackie's mom told me, 'This is not the Justin that we knew and loved.' "

Hieb acknowledged the inspiring way the families have grieved together, including an embrace between Jackie's mother and Justin's parents, is "extraordinary."

The Blaine couple's deaths one week ago remain a mystery to police, friends and relatives, according to investigators and those close to the families.

Sometime after midnight May 23, several neighbors at the Restwood Terrace mobile home park thought they heard a woman screaming. At 1:38 a.m., Justin Norman called 911, told the dispatcher where police could find a woman's body, noted that an unharmed child was there and added that no one would understand.

Police found Jackie Norman dead on the front porch of the couple's mobile home and their 4-month-old son uninjured inside. A short while later they found Justin Norman dead on a grassy shoulder along Interstate 35W, beneath a high overpass. Last week, the Anoka County medical examiner's office ruled the deaths a murder-suicide.

No evidence - no previous problems at the home, no drugs, no past criminal records, no suicide note - has yet surfaced to give police any clue as to why it happened, according to Blaine Police Chief David Johnson.
"The impression I got is that all this came as a complete surprise to both families," said Blaine police chaplain Garret Parten, who has worked through the grief and shock with both families. "My impression is that the whole tragedy that took place was completely out of character for their relationship."

Parten summarized the families' reason to memorialize the couple together: "This was not Jackie and Justin and we want to remember them for who they were in life, not how they died in those last few hours. Regardless of how bad this is, we want some good to come out of it." A relative now cares for the couple's son.

On Tuesday, photographs of the couple were placed in the lobby of Word of Life as members of both families filed in. Hieb was the only person who spoke to those gathered. "There's just a lot of unanswered questions, and we may never know the reasons," he recalled saying.

He said it would be normal under such circumstances for families to feel angry, or at least awkward, seated together. But such feelings, if they were present, never surfaced, he said.

"It's primarily their faith that has brought them together to the point where Jackie's mother was able to embrace the parents of Justin," he said. "I think it's very commendable that they were able to do that. It's not the usual response. It's extraordinary."

Through Parten and Hieb, the families have declined media interviews. Last week, the families issued a brief statement together. "We are putting our faith in Jesus to help us through this tough time," it concluded.

"It was a significant thing that they were working together on this," Parten said. "Something bigger than both those families is at work here."