Compiled and published on 21 March 2020; republished on 29 March 2020
Happened on 26 November 2014, the day before Thanksgiving 2014. There had been a light snowfall that day, and as I recall, more was on the way for the following day.
- STORIES BY ALICE: MY LAST VISIT HOME, FOR THANKSGIVING 2014
- STORIES BY ALICE: SANCTUARY FROM THE DEMON REALM AT TRINITY EPISCOPAL CHURCH
Dear Ones,
STORIES BY ALICE: MY LAST VISIT HOME, FOR THANKSGIVING 2014
I recall on my last visit home, for Thanksgiving 2014, I was staying with my uncle Frank Marbury Clagett, since deceased. I was there for Thanksgiving, and to visit around where I used to be in my childhood … where I had grown up, in the country near the small town of Upper Marlboro, Maryland, which is right close to Washington, D.C.
When I was growing up, my father worked in downtown Washington, D.C., and commuted back and forth to our home near Upper Marlboro daily. That place where we lived was across the road from Ingleside, my Grandmother Clagett’s farm, where my father’s brothers Frank Marbury Clagett, John Douglas Clagett, and Robert Joseph Bowie Clagett lived with my grandmother Alice Delores Clagett Clagett when I was quite young.
Link: “Ingleside: My Grandmother Clagett’s Place,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, published on 7 December 2014; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-4TC ..
Adjacent to their farm was Keokuk, the farm where two of my great uncles, George Maxwell Clagett and Guiger Harry Clagett, and Uncle Gui’s wife Margaret Clagett. There is more about them here …
Citation: “The Clagetts of Keokuk,” by Elizabeth Clagett Clark, 10 June 1986, self-published, out of print.
I remember I liked my great uncles and great aunt very much, and how kind they were to me. Uncle Guy and Aunt Margaret passed on in my early youth, leaving only Uncle Max there. Then my uncle Marbury’s twin brother George Guiger Clagett and his wife Helen Clagett moved in; they had a son Richard.
Next door to us was the farm owned by Commander and Mrs. Justin Miller, who were distant relatives of ours. And elsewhere along the road on which we lived were the farms of people who, while not related, were well known to us, and with whom we were on good terms.
A few miles north along the Ritchie-Marlboro Road was Concord, the farm where my mother Katherine Berry Clagett grew up …
Link: “‘Concord’ – The Farm Where My Mom Grew Up,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 28 November 2014; published on 9 October 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Ns ..
On my trips back home to Upper Marlboro I would stop by those places I remembered from my childhood, along with the since deserted Marlboro Elementary School I attended in first grade, which is across from the Post Office and next to the tomb of Dr. William Beanes …
Link: “War Trauma – William Beanes – Star-Spangled Banner,” a ghost story and 3 visions by Alice B. Clagett, published on 3 December 2014; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Ox ..
As well, I would visit the graveyards where the mortal remains of those of my family now passed on were laid to rest …
Link: “Graves of My Mom and My Sister,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 30 November 2014; published on 3 December 2014; republished on 30 October 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Oj ..
Then I would visit the original Catholic Saint Mary of the Assumption Church and the since deserted buildings of the old church school site in Upper Marlboro …
Link: “St. Mary of the Assumption Parish” … http://stmaryum.org/parish/ ..
My father was a Catholic, as were his Clagett kin. My mother and her kin were Episcopalian, and so on my yearly journeys home I would visit the places where she had attended church. These were St. Barnabas’ Episcopal Church in Leeland, Maryland, which she attended in my early childhood …
Link: “St. Barnabas’ Episcopal Church, Leeland,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Barnabas%27_Episcopal_Church,_Leeland ..
… and Trinity Episcopal Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, which she attended in later years …
Link: “Trinity Episcopal Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 27 November 2014; published on 3 December 2014; republished on 30 October 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Ob ..
STORIES BY ALICE: SANCTUARY FROM THE DEMON REALM AT TRINITY EPISCOPAL CHURCH
As it happened, Trinity Episcopal Church was just across the road from where Uncle Marbury lived in Upper Marlboro, a fact integral to the story I am about to tell …
On that, the most recent of my trips home, for Thanksgiving 2014, I was plagued at night by the Demon realm. I cannot put forth the why or where of it, but the fact is that demons would swarm round me at night when I was there.
I recall one night during my five-day visit, when all that became just too much for me. In the early evening, I trekked across Main Street, and round to Church Street, where my mother’s Trinity Episcopal Church was located.
As I neared the church, I began to feel a greater and greater sense of sanctuary. I walked up the brick walk, past the graves and tombstones of my mother’s ancestors. A cold wind was whistling round me, and the Darkness rustled down amongst the leaves of the holly trees on the front lawn of the church …
Image: Graveyard at Trinity Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0
Image: Graveyard at Trinity Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0
The front door and the side doors of the church were locked up tight; so, in my desperation, I walked up the front stairs of the church …
Image: Trinity Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0
Image: Trinity Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0
As I walked up those stairs, the demons pursuing me were repulsed by the Light of faith abiding there. They flew up howling into the sky, and then were gone away.
For some time I sat next the front door of the church, which shielded my back from the cold wind. I was listening for the return of the demons, but they did not come back. I was safe there, saved through my mother’s faith, and the faith of the minister and the people there, from the deepest Darkness ever to pursue me in this lifetime.
Link: “Song of the Lord’s Prayer,” melody composed and sung by Alice B. Clagett, published on 25 July 2015; revised on 29 November 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-3Gr ..
That is why I recommend to my reader: In times of deepest despair, seek sanctuary on Holy Ground. If there is a church nearby, even if you cannot enter the church door, you may find, as did I, that the steps of a church offer safety of Spirit, and of physical form. Here is a song I wrote about that …
Link: “Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark,” stories and song by Alice B. Clagett, published on 10 June 2014; revised and republished on 27 December 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-89C ..
In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
This blog has been added here … Link: “Compendium: My Childhood and Family, and Later Years,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 21 March 2020; republished on 29 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-haj ..
Image: Window of Trinity Episcopal Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0
Image: Window of Trinity Episcopal Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, photo by Alice B. Clagett, 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0
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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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