I have never
been to the Shrine of Our Lady of Good Help. This Northern Wisconsin place of
pilgrimage for people of Catholic faith is known for the alleged miracles that
have occurred following visits to the location. The relevance and claimed power
of the location began with woman, Adele Brise, receiving three independent
visions of the Virgin Mary along a wooded trail in 1859. In response, Adele
committed her life to helping others learn and find faith, and her visions
helped establish the location along the wooded trail as a location of
importance in Catholicism. In fact, over the years since Adele’s visions many
people claim visits to the location have helped cure physical and emotional
illness through prayer. Eventually, this resulted in the establishment of the
modern structure that resides on the location, now known as the Shrine of Our
Lady of Good Help.
Growing up,
I heard stories about the alleged miracles of the Shrine of Our Lady of Good
Help and the amazing, often unexplainable stories about the location. From
individual claims of miraculous healing to the incredible story of the largest
wildfires in American history, the Peshtigo Fire, burning around the borders of
the shrine property, the Shrine of Our Lady of Good Help has always remained a place
of curiosity for me. While I remained skeptical about the stories and the
alleged power of the location, the quantity of such claims were enough to make
me want to visit the location. However, I never set aside time to make the trip
up to this point in my life. As a result, I decided I would finally visit the
Shrine of Our Lady of Good Help during my “I have never...” year. A little
research on the location revealed today was the anniversary of Adele Brise’s
first vision of the Virgin Mary. As a result, I set aside time to journey up to
the shrine today to experience the Shrine of Our Lady of Good Help for the
first time.
Walking up... |
With my
curiosity and my underlying desire to prove or disprove the claims of miracles
guiding me, I took some time off of work and drove to the Shrine of Our Lady of
Good Help this morning. Although the drive covered nearly half of the state of
Wisconsin, I was surprised to find it went rather quickly. Amid the beautiful,
warm weather and the burgeoning autumn colors I occupied my time with my iPod
and the ever changing mix of scenery until I arrived at the shrine, which rest
among the fields northeast of the city of Green Bay. With little knowledge of
what the shrine looked like before making the trip, I was immediately taken by
the simple, yet pleasing design of the structures that composed the shrine
complex. A small church and museum wrapped around a green space occupied by
several moderately sized maple trees drenched in yellow autumn leaves. Across
the property small groups of people and children gathered and played beneath
the warm sun, dodging falling leaves as they moved from one building to another
as the wandered the shrine grounds. The peace and quiet that came in those
first few minutes of my experience were telling. Although I remained skeptical
about the claims surrounding the location, it was clear the Shrine of Our Lady
of Good Help was a special place.
The church |
After
briefly walking the front of the shrine grounds, I made my way into the church
built into the east side of the structure. Upon entering I saw a group of
people scattered among the rows of wooden pews facing the front of the
building. Before the crowd a priest stood, explaining the history of Adele’s
experiences, the shrine, and the modern complex that rests on the sight of the
holy visions. Realizing I walked in on a tour of the shrine, I quietly found a
place to sit among the pews and listened on as the priest spoke. He moved about
the front of the church as he continued, pointing out the statues and relics of
particular meaning to the church and to Adele’s visions. The history of the
building was impressive enough, but the details of the claimed miracles
surrounding the shrine were uniquely amazing.
After the
tour group left the church, I took some time to stay in the building alone. I
slowly walked the aisles of the structure, looking over the pictures,
monuments, and beautiful craftsmanship lining the church walls. Eventually, I
found myself sitting back in the pews among the silence of the arching
structure. My eyes fixed on the glowing stained glass windows at the rear of
the building, I found myself wondering about the myths and legends that made
the Shrine of Our Lady of Good Help a modern center of miracles. As I sat I
took note of the fact that the location didn’t make it feel unlike any other
place I had been before. At first, the feeling made me feel ready to dismiss
the claims about the shrine, but I realized that the quantity of stories about
its healing power meant there had to be some credence to the claims. I just
didn’t understand how the pieces fit.
For some
time I fought between these seemingly conflicting thoughts until a single
thought forced its way to the front of my mind. Surrounded by images of the
Church, I began to realize the power of the shrine really rested in the faith
of those that visited it, and that belief in its healing powers likely helped
some people through some of the most challenging parts of their lives. That
alone made it different than any other place I had visited before, and in that
moment the words “the true power of faith resides within” made more sense to me
than at any other point in my life. No matter what anyone believes, the Shrine
of Our Lady of Good Help has real meaning to many people, and that meaning has
the ability to make those people feel stronger, more complete, and closer to
their faith. From that, it was clear only good came from the Shrine of Our Lady
of Good Help, which made me happy I made the trip.
The shrine |
Removing
myself from my train of thought, I rose from the pews and made my way back out
of the building. Following some small signs, I rounded the exterior of the
church and began walking toward the shrine, which was located directly below
the church. Upon entering the building I descended into a dark space lit solely
by the flames of dozens of candles lining the shrine walls. At the center of
the room, the physical shrine to Our Lady of Good Help sat wreathed by flowers
and lit from a single light in the base of the structure. In the light a statue
of the Virgin Mary stood with her arms open, gently welcoming the few people
sitting in the few short pews resting before the monument. I took a brief look
around the room as I entered, taking note of the various forms of religious
artwork and the rack of crutches and braces left by those healed after their
visit to the shrine. The sight was strange, but it reinforced my earlier
thoughts and left me feeling as though I should spend some more time at the
location.
Adele's grave |
Ultimately,
I decided to take a seat in one of the pews in the room and observe those
praying and sitting before the shrine. Although I only intended to stay a few
moments, I found myself staying in the pew as people came and went from the
building. Every person that entered the room clearly left affected by their
experience, sometimes shedding tears following their prayers and sometimes
leaving with heads held high and renewed with hope. Eventually, a quick check
of the clock revealed I had spent over an hour before the shrine, catching me
off guard and making me realize I needed to move on if I was to make it home at
a reasonable hour.
I left the
shrine heavy with emotion and the various experiences I witnessed during the
time I sat in the holy space. As I emerged back into the daylight, I decided I
would take a little more time to take in the Shrine of Our Lady of Good Help
grounds, which led me to the back of the church building. There I encountered
the grave of Adele Brise, the woman responsible for providing a place for
people to find solace during times of sorrow or pain. Humbled by the thought of
mark on the lives of so many people, I spent a few minutes in front of her
gravestone before proceeding to the back property of the complex. After moving
past Adele’s grave, I came upon a vast open green space dotted with trees and
religious monuments to various saints, to Mary, and to Jesus Christ. I walked
among them for several minutes as I took in the warm afternoon sun and the
colors of autumn. For me, there was no better way to cap off my experience at
the Shrine of Our Lady of Good Help. So, I took in my last views of the complex
and made my way back to my car.
The grounds |
The drive
home gave me plenty of time to think about today’s experience and what it meant
to me. While I didn’t encounter any strange feeling or force emanating from the
Shrine of Our Lady of Good Help, I did discover some important thoughts on the
meaning of belief in our lives. I have always known faith to be a powerful and
moving part of humanity, but until today I hadn’t come across a place where it
helps people overcome the greatest difficulties in their lives. While I know I will
never be able to prove or disprove whether the Shrine of Our Lady of Good Help
truly has some unexplained ability to heal people, I know my first experience at
the location gave me some new perspective. Maybe that’s enough to believe the
shrine can do something to people, or maybe it’s a sign this “I have never...”
journey really is opening my eyes.
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