Faithful reader Julia was inspired by the 15th Station to send along a link to something I had no idea existed – the Precious Moments…what? Compound? located in Missouri. Highlight is a chapel – if you go to the site (photos are in flash format, so I can’t grab) – you’ll see folks in there standing in rapt attention at the paintings of the big-eyed children and angels doing Biblical and spiritual things.

It’s an eye-opener.

But then…read on. in this otherwise snide look at the place, we see that Sam Butcher, the PM originator had a son who died – at the age of 30, true – but a dead child will always, in sense be a child. And so, the kitsch still alternately horrifies and amuses, but the angels welcoming children "home" to heaven takes on a different tone that resembles the struggle to bring some light into a crushing shadow.