Poems

Herman de Jong

Johan

Christmas 2025

Schedule

December 5: The Great Voice, by Auke Jelsma, read by Stiny de Jong
December 12: Aleb and the Wise Man, written and read by Herman de Jong
December 19: Our Story, by Henry de Jong
December 26: Johan, by Herman de Jong (English & Gronings)

Enjoy also these Christmas songs
played by Herman de Jong
on the Covenant CRC organ,

It is indisputable that Herman and Henry de Jong (et al) have Roman Catholic roots (back to 500 AD). During the Reformation, a great many Netherlanders branched off as Protestants, and those two trunks have been growing (and now thinning) side by side ever since — not without getting into tangles. At first the Protestants were suppressed by the Catholics (especially the Spanish), but when the Reformed Christians gained the upper hand, the tables were turned and many Catholic churches were forced into hiding (not so much in the south).

As the edge wore off and Dutch toleration and practicality prevailed, Dutch society experimented with ‘pillarization’, and the Catholics along with Protestants and socialists were encouraged to develop institutionally (church, school, press). By 1853 the Catholic Church in the Netherlands began to flourish again, once more outpacing their Reformed cousins in membership.

In Winschoten, the Grote Kerk or Marktpleinkerk began life as the St. Vitus Kerk, around 1275. It changed hands (and names) during the Reformation (and is still to this day a Protestantse Kerk). Catholics were forced to practice their faith in secret, and only in 1799 (two centuries later) did they have a church building again ( a simple hall, restored once in 1822). By the 1870s, Catholics finally had the wherewithal to build an imposing, three-aisled psuedo-bascilica, once more taking up the name of the St. Vitus Church in 1880.

So, by 1944, the year of this story, the ‘cathedral’ of St. Vitus was already generations old. It’s likely that Herman had never been inside before this Christmas morning mass, after their eighteen minute, 5 a.m. brisk winter walk. For the self professed Calvinist, having grown up within the boxy, plainly furnished Vennekerk, this must have made quite the impression.

Ten years later, Herman de Jong followed this ecumenical path with fifty years of serving as organist and choirmaster in mainline Canadian churches, including the liturgical Lutherans and Anglicans (but never the Catholics).

Photograph of the St. Vitus interior from https://kerkfotografie.nl/sint-vitus-winschoten/

An autobiographical recollection
of ecumenical grace in 1940s Netherlands.
See below for more details.

Johan

Published there as “Johan”, July 5, 2024

last night
who pops up in my head?
johan
slender little johan
i wish
we had grown up together

twelve years old
already indoctrinated
by nuns
i twelve year old calvinist
first year catechumen
could do little
to show him a thing or two

we were friends
because our parents
visited back and forth
between the backs of our homes
an ecumenical gate
latch on either side
theirs a bit more rusty
afterall they belonged
to the oldest church

christmas morning mass
five o’clock
brrr
those catholics must be crazy
said my mother
as she wound my dad’s scarf
three times around my neck

five in the morning
breath clouds in the glow
of yellow street lanterns
dwarfs on wooden shoes
preserving snow-clods
intermittently
we stood head to head
to see
who was the tallest

rushing through the last street
johan made it just in time
to be properly robed
for he sang in the choir

to my surprise
fellow protestants packed
the back of the cathedral
there was hardly enough room
for real parishioners to get through
they muttered under their breath
as they dipped hands
in a rather grimy bowl

it was in that cathedral
that for the first time
music brought tears to my eyes
one single boy’s soprano
from heaven high i now descend
eya eya

walking home i told johan
how fine that boy had sung
that was me
he said

hands in pockets
we talked religion a bit
and to my surprise i discovered
that he loved
the same jesus
i loved
we found a stone
and between the two of us
kicked it all the way home

This story was based on a real connection between Herman and Johan. There was some reluctance among Reformed folk, back then, to connect socially with Catholics (apparently not the other way around). Herman broached the possibility of further friendship with Johan, so his mother went to talk to Johan’s mother to ‘open the gates’. Herman and Johan’s friendship continued for some time after, based on mutual interests and dispositions (they weren’t really into soccer).

The Gronings version of this story reveals more details. It happened during the war (so pre-teens), and Herman’s dad was not so uptight about the friendship.

Herman on the right, his mother Wine in the middle,
and their house on Acacialaan behind

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One response to “Johan”

  1. Henk Ottens Avatar
    Henk Ottens

    Ik had plezier met het lezen in Grunings, hoast net as in Drents.

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