My Mother’s Own “Journey Home”–Mary Elizabeth Evans


Mary Elizabeth Evans–







Today (1-9-15) would be my mother’s 93rd birthday, and after her passing in 1991, we came across some poetry she had written.  Particularly after my last posting, I wanted to share this one about her journey back to the Roman Catholic Church:


This morning I knelt

As my soul sought release,

I heard Jesus’ voice

In the words of the priest


How I longed to go back

To the Church I had known,

Within her still walls

To kneel and atone


I thought I could leave her

My Mother disclaim,

Forget that she loved me

And called me by name


Oh the scenes I remember

Within Her sweet fold,

The farewells to loved ones

The memories I hold


The times that I knelt

At the altar and prayed,

The joy of Communion

The vows that I made


I ne’er could forget her

The Church of my youth,

Too long have I loved her

Her beauty and Truth


Though far did I wander

From her in my pride,

In longing, my spirit

With her did abide


This morning I knelt

To pray and atone,

My heart filled with joy

At last I was Home!

Written By Mary Elizabeth Evans



This is the Nativity of St Mary Catholic Church, in rural Waseca, MN.  My mother was baptized and received the Sacraments of Initiation (First Communion and Confirmation)  here, and I too was baptized here on December 31, 1955 on a cold MN winter morning just over 56 years ago. The building later became a historical landmark, and then was inexplicably torn down a number of years ago.  After I returned to the Church in 2006, I visited the spot where it stood with my godmother Mary Burns and two of my sisters.  Many others in my family were baptized, married, and buried through the ministry of St Mary’s.  This picture is courtesy of the Waseca Historical Society.

Church of the Nativity of Our Lady (in front) ...



January 1st, 2015 – Solemnity of Mary, Mother of God (