Thursday, April 28, 2016

History Lessons at an Antique Store

My family and I like to visit antique stores when we take road trips. They're a welcome rest stop along the road. Sometimes they're small little shops, and other times they are large emporiums filled with a gazillion booths. Large or small, they are always filled with unique treasures from the past. Yes, sometimes I do feel a little antique myself when toys from my childhood are among the shelves (Fisher Price A-Frame house, Donny and Marie dolls...), but most of the time I enjoy walking around. The owners are always friendly people, and it's a relaxing break from the highway to stretch your legs.  Once in awhile I pick up an item and say out loud to whoever is in earshot, "My mom still has this!" or "I totally forgot about this until right now, but I had this!" or "I remember that!" I am always fascinated by vintage clothes (ladies sure were petite back then!).

On our way back from Chicago a couple of weekends ago, we stopped at a nice antique store in Michigan City, IN.  My husband took off toward one end of the store (he collects old books), while my son and I poked around together looking at things from time gone by: old toys, Beatles posters, vinyl record albums, knick-knacks, books, and housewares. Religious items always catch my eye, and I've come home with several Catholic items from shops like these.

The things I am drawn to the most, however, are old photographs: people all dressed up at weddings, baby photos, and family photos. I always wonder who these people are, how they felt when their photos were taken, what kind of people they were, and of course, where they are now. The photos are usually so old that the people in them have likely gone into eternal life, and that always gives me pause. How did these family photos end up in an antique shop and in my hands? Didn't the family want them anymore, or are they long gone as well? Sometimes people purchase these photos because they like the frames, but when the photos don't come in frames, I wonder who buys these photos of other families, someone else's grandma or grandpa, or great uncle or cousin.

One photo I looked at was a photo of someone's parents, in front of their home on a summer's day, probably taken in the 1940s. The mother had a corsage pinned to her dress, and they both looked happy, grinning at the camera. Mother's Day, perhaps, or an anniversary? Easter Sunday?

I usually reflect for a bit on these photos of someone else's family and then move on, since there is so much to see and merchandise crammed everywhere. But the other week, buried in the back of a shelf of the antique shop in Michigan City, IN, a particular framed photo caught my eye. I don't know when the black-and-white photo was taken, but I am guessing sometime in the 1930s or 40s. I was drawn to it because it is a photograph of a Catholic priest. I dug it out of the shelf and stared at the 8x10 photo of a man in glasses looking back at me. Who was this priest, and where was he from? How did this photo come to be here in this antique shop? Most of these stores have booths they rent out to vendors, and this store was so large and had so many vendors that I knew the man at the front desk would most likely not know the back story of this particular photograph. Now I wish I would have at least tried to ask him.

I called my son over and showed him the photo of the priest. "I wonder who he is," I mused aloud. I wondered about his vocation and the parishes he served at.  I turned the frame over but there was no information on the back. Then it occurred to me that we should pray for this holy priest, for the repose of his soul, for he was most likely deceased. So right there in the middle of the antique store, a short prayer was said for this man of the cloth who we had never known. But I figured somebody, perhaps many, many people, loved this priest and he had most likely served hundreds and hundreds of God's people over the years of his priesthood, so he deserved a special prayer here in 2016.  After snapping a quick photo of it, I gently set the framed picture back where I had found it and wondered if anyone would buy it.

We walked back toward the front of the store and saw a large display case of jewelry. So many colors and styles of necklaces, earrings, and rings that ladies of days gone by wore and enjoyed.  I wondered who gave these ladies their treasures, and if they were birthday, anniversary, or Christmas gifts. Each piece, I realized, was treasured by someone, was loved and kept in a special place on their dressers or in jewelry boxes.

Meandering through the rest of the store, I came upon many other photos of people enjoying special times in their lives, and I was a bit in awe of all of these people and their photos. I happened upon a photo of a little girl's First Holy Communion, seated with her mother for a formal portrait, and I wondered who she was as well.

Walking through these antique stores is a real, living history lesson. I love history, so perhaps that's why I enjoy it so much. Sometimes it makes me a little sad, but mostly it makes me appreciate that I am still here, still alive and able to enjoy living in the here and now, and am able to learn from looking at and appreciating belongings that others cherished so much in the past. Somehow I think the owners of these treasures would like knowing that someone still appreciates them now in 2016.

Thursday, April 7, 2016

Impatient Perennials and a Book Review of The Gate

Time flies, and here it is, already April. Lent has passed and was hopefully fruitful for you, and now we share our Easter joy. In my neck of the woods, we have rain, which is nourishing the grass, trees, wildlife, and tiny green plants I see peeking out of the ground. They need to wait a bit, because here in Michigan we are still looking at flurries in our forecast! But I am as impatient as they are! I almost want to tell them to be patient. It's almost like the waiting of Lent and Advent. In my own life, I am patiently waiting for certain things to happen, but all in God's good time. He knows what is best and His timing is perfect.

I am happy to share this book review of The Gate from blogger and Catholic author Anabelle Hazard, who writes at and her personal blog, Written by the Finger of God, at  Following the book review on Catholic Stand is an interview she conducted with me. You can find the entire article, including interview, here at the Catholic Stand website:

“A children’s story that can only be enjoyed by children is not a good book in the slightest” C.S. Lewis
Nancy Carabio Belanger’s latest novel “The Gate” passes the Lewis test. It is a Catholic novel about Joshua Lasko, a smart-alecky middle school boy, whose faith disappears at his father’s death. He meets Pie, a nursing home resident, and his life turns around into a whopping surprise.
I’ve long trusted Ms. Belanger’s writing since she penned “Olivia and the Little Way” and its sequel “Olivia’s Gift.“ Both books are eternal favorites of my ten-year daughter since she first read it; curl-tipped edges from over reading, and often quoted back to me. When “The Gate” came out, I was not sure it would resonate with the female readers (including myself) in our house, but I’m glad I was wrong.
“The Gate” was delightful for several reasons. The character of Joshua is as real as a middle school student in America can be; witty and smart as a whip. Pie is endearing, and somewhat stubborn if not grumpy. Their unexpected friendship is something I envy as I wish I had known and gotten to know all my grandparents the same way.
The Gate’s biggest gift is the unabashed Catholicism and truth of Holy Mother, which is stapled in the dialogue and the story, just as much as it is ingrained in any Catholic’s life (or should be). All without being sappy. More power to Ms. Belanger who dares to write for Catholic readers who long to be able to connect with a literary figure and are so unfortunately neglected in a secular publishing world. For those of you who enjoy a good, clean, warm read, pick up “The Gate” and get to know unforgettable characters about a story of two souls.
The only improvement I can suggest to “The Gate” is for a better designed cover. The muted illustration is impeccable, but the title and the author’s name, could be more than a simple black font. Since Ms. Belanger is now synonymous with good, quality Catholic YA fiction, I think her name deserves to be highlighted in bolder billing and can stand on its own as a brand.

Friday, January 22, 2016

On the Anniversary of Roe v. Wade

Roe v. Wade

43 years

On this sad day commemorating the slaughter of 58 million innocent lives, let's pray this Prayer For Life. I'm not sure who wrote it, but it is the prayer we say at our parish thanking God for the precious gift of life and to ask God to help our country have a pro-life mission.

Dear Heavenly Father,

We thank You and praise You for the precious gift of life that You have given to each of Your children. We are deeply troubled that i many ways our culture has lost a reverence for human life and for this we ask for Your mercy. Help us to be aware each day of ways that we can foster and promote a culture of life—for You are the Author of all Life!

Strengthen in our hearts a pro-life attitude and a commitment to support activities in our homes, schools, workplaces, government and society which promote and protect human life in all its beauty; in all of its marvelous stages.

We pray with deep concern for a renewed respect for the unborn—those who will enrich our lives and world with life! Help us to see the beauty of the aged, those born with special needs, and Your people whom society considers "burdens." Help us to rid our cities of the violence that claims the lives of both young and old alike. We ask You to bless our efforts a hundredfold.

Mary Most Holy, Our Lady of Life, pray for us. Through your Holy and Immaculate Conception, we ask you to intercede for us, and assist us to cherish life as you bore the Lord of Life in your womb. May our efforts bring to our nation, our hearts and our homes a renewed love for the breath of Life that fills each of us. We pray this in faith, through Jesus your Son who lives forever.


Thursday, January 21, 2016

WOW -Wonders on Wheels 2016

If you need something warm on this cold January day, look no further than this dance routine. Simply beautiful, and warmed my heart. I hope it makes you happy today.  :-)

Monday, January 11, 2016

A New Parish In Town!

Our family enjoys setting up our Dept. 56 Charles Dickens village every year. We always wanted a church for the village scene, but unfortunately could never find a Catholic church for the set. Apparently the company does not make one.

This year I had an idea: Why not find one and transform it? With the help of eBay, I was able to find a gently used church piece that I liked from the Dickens collection, at a great price. I searched online and also found an outdoor nativity scene that would fit the theme. My teenaged son was happy to get creative and created a sign for the new parish in town, including times for Sunday Holy Mass. He also renamed the church St. Mary's. We even found a tiny little crucifix to glue to the top of the church. 

We absolutely love St. Mary's and it is our favorite piece to the set. The Charles Dickens village now has a Catholic church in town for the faithful! Now we need a little house for a rectory. That will be my next project!

Gloria in excelsis Deo!

Friday, January 1, 2016

Happy New Year!

I am convinced that the whole Church will find in this Jubilee the joy needed to rediscover and make fruitful the mercy of God, with which all of us are called to give consolation to every man and woman of our time. From this moment, we entrust this Holy Year to the Mother of Mercy, that she might turn her gaze upon us and watch over our journey.

—Pope Francis

Saturday, December 26, 2015

A Savior Is Born

  • And it came to pass, that when they were there, her days were accomplished, that she should be delivered. And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him up in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn.
  • And there were in the same country shepherds watching, and keeping the night watches over their flock. And behold an angel of the Lord stood by them, and the brightness of God shone round about them; and they feared with a great fear. And the angel said to them:
  • Fear not; for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, that shall be to all the people: For, this day, is born to you a Saviour, who is Christ the Lord, in the city of David. And this shall be a sign unto you. You shall find the infant wrapped in swaddling clothes, and laid in a manger.
  • And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly army, praising God, and saying:
  • Glory to God in the highest; and on earth peace to men of good will.
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