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First Catholic Church in DE Under Reconstruction

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Ezekiel 37 1The hand of the Lord came upon me and brought me out in the Spirit of theLord, and set me down in the midst of the valley; and it was full of bones. Then He caused me to pass by them all around, and behold, there were very many in the open valley; and indeed they were very dry. And He said to me, “Son of man, can these bones live?”

Save the Old Barn

Save the Old Barn

As I drove to my mother’s cousin’s I passed a sign in front of this old building that read, “Save the Old Barn.” When I inspected the “barn,” Ezekiel came to mind.

I tried describing the building to Hal, and he couldn’t place it even though it was two minutes walking distance from his home. It’s really a church!

Years of sunshine and rain

Years of sunshine and rain have left nothing but a dried up shell. Kind of scary in this light!

Delaware is the first state in the United States, and St. Mary’s is the first Catholic Church in the state. Even its bones are interesting.

Dried up plaster, dried up wood frame

Dried up plaster, dried up wood frame

The danger fence they wrapped around the project had gaps that I easily slipped past and hiked down inside the old church barn. I wonder if this was once a stained glass window?

Life is no respecter of dried up bones.

Life is no respecter of dried up bones.

Life marches on growing up, around, and within the old structure even as the dried building crumbles around it.

Human life left its trash

Human life left its trash.

Scattered across the floor of the structure I found litter and more weeds, lying with brittle wood and stones that had fallen from the once useful edifice.

Would you contribute to this project, or bury it?

Would you contribute to this project, or bury it?

But are the dry bones truly dead? Even if no one comes to restore them? The living communicates mortal thoughts on the deceased. Will the dried up edificial bones will preserve these shallow expressions?

Rhetorical questions. Nonetheless, this stain is part of the structure now. From the looks of the progress on this project, I doubt that anyone will come to paint it over. So the paint becomes part of the drying process. Soon the words will be bleached and faded, or painted over with new life.

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It probably wasn’t safe to go into this building, and I did not waste time. I felt like an intruder first.

Someone besides the building's owners painted a warning to others.

Someone besides the building’s owners painted a warning to others.

As I looked at all the fallen stones, I hurried less because I was an intruder and more because of the danger of being there. No one could predict when the next bit of decaying mortar would give way, and a shower of stones would rain down on my head. But I would be the one to suffer if the dried bones let loose.

Large stones crashed to the floor of the old barn

Large stones crashed to the floor of the old barn.

For that matter, a huge beam or a large boulder might be the next to fall without warning.

Arch, tiny windows that did not let in much light

Arches and tiny windows that did not let in much light called out to my camera, “Look at me!”

But I couldn’t leave.

The dried up barn-church begged me to shoot it. Not to put it out of its misery, but to make it known. It really wanted to be on my blog. I was just waiting for the right time to show it off.

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The sun sets on another beautiful day within these walls.

Alisa’s challenge gave me my first opportunity to showcase the decaying building. Although I have more pictures of this old church, I don’t want to bore you all at once. I hope you enjoyed traipsing through these dry bones.

What dried up ideas do you have to share with Alisa at Where’s my backpack?

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    • I don’t think it is ready for the public. Too much liability. It’s one thing for me to risk it at my own discretion even though I’d been warned to keep out. it’s another to let the public explore it, I think. But it was worth it!

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