Statue Restoration

St Joseph statueSr. Gertrude, the provincial, was unexpectedly paged to meet a warm, friendly gentleman at the Provincial House receptionist office.  After introducing himself Edwin Norse said he would love to be able to refurbish our statue of St. Joseph that stands on the back lawn near the driveway of the property. Upon examining it, Sister and Ed realized the statue was in good condition, but sorely needed to be cleaned and painted as New England weather had clearly taken its toll.

our lady statueIn conversation with Ed Sr. Gertrude realized that in retirement he had done much of this type of craft for his parish in Middletown and for other religious orders. She viewed numerous pictures of his work on his website  ( and was certain his finished product would be superb.

In the sun and heat of summer Ed came to the Provincial House and worked on both St. Joseph, to whom he has a very special devotion, and St. Bernadette at our grotto. On both occasions when he worked on these transformations Sr. Gertrude and several other Daughters got to know Ed and learn more about his interests and all the good works he has done over the years. What a surprise to discover that the Daughters of the Holy Spirit and Edwin Norse have been present and in ministry in some of the same areas, Burlington, VT and Selma, AL. It truly is a small world, and we are happy and grateful that our paths have finally crossed.
In addition to painting and restoration work, Ed is also a poet in his own right and composes freely as the Spirit moves him on special occasions.  The poem below was penned by Ed following an experience with his young son.

St. Joseph and the Child Jesus
I saw you once, so long ago,
A gentle slope, and gentle breeze.
I tried, like you, to make it so,
Surrounded in that grove of trees.

You lift the child so He too sees,
Amazing beauty that surrounds.
Yes, stop in time, one moment seize,
Around you, peace and calm abound.

This garden here, this white birch tree,
They etch the scene, abound with hope.
There is no soul, the least of these,
Infinity has simple scope.

For hope, in purest form, is love,
You both would reach us from above.


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