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(1936-2025)
For many months I have been reflecting on the task of writing this autobiography. Over and over it has come to me that the overwhelming influence in my life is that of a generous God, one who has always provided for me and for my family and has allowed me to be generous in many ways.
Sister Chris Matthews began her autobiography with these sentences, and that thread of God’s generosity was woven throughout the pages that followed.
Christine Marie Matthews was born on December 11, 1936, in Grosse Pointe, Michigan, to James and Grace (Austin) Matthews. She was the second youngest of the couple’s five surviving children – two others died at birth – coming after Mary, Grace, and Janet and before Michael.
James was born on a farm in Hastings, Michigan, to a father who insisted that his boys work hard on the farm, to the point of having their education interrupted during planting and harvest time. When the farm failed, James’ father left the family, and so the children and their mother moved to Detroit. James went on to become a foreman at Ainsworth Manufacturing.
As for Grace, she was a fourth-generation Detroiter who grew up in a family that was very poor but was able to have fun nevertheless. A highlight was when the eldest Austin girl, Annie, would come home on payday with the latest song on sheet music and the family would sing as she played the piano. Although Grace’s family was too poor to even have a Christmas tree, when the neighbors discarded their tree after the holiday the Austin children would bring it into their house and decorate it.
When James and Grace met, James thought she was “the prettiest, peppiest girl he had ever known,” Sister Chris wrote. But after their first date, Grace told Jim it was not a good idea for them to go out since he was not Catholic. He immediately told her he would become Catholic, and soon thereafter began taking instruction in the faith.
As the couple raised their family, they were considered strict on many accounts, but “there was much fun and laughter in the house,” Sister Chris wrote. Holidays were full of relatives and good food, evening homework was often followed by a spirited card game, and the family spent summers at Torch Lake with plenty of fishing and swimming.
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Recording of Sister Christine's Vigil Service - After clicking the link, download the recording by right-clicking on the video choosing "Save video as." Worship Aid (PDF)
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Chris and I were in the same crowd, but both were out on mission as Postulants, and the novitiate year did not really lend itself to becoming friends. We were never missioned near or even in the same diocese so did not become friends until late in our life. She welcomed me into her home when I went to Cincinnati for the “Women Church” conference decades ago and the year we celebrated our 50th I was in South Africa visiting our sisters and she arranged for the two of us to spend a weekend in Little Switzerland – a beautiful spot up in the mountains. But it wasn’t till I moved to Adrian in 2011, into the same apartment building where she was living, that I got to know and appreciate Chris. We both liked discussing congregation matters and liturgical and theological topics. I found her to be a deep thinker, avid reader and questioner. One could always count on Chris to be a straight forward dialogue partner who would not let me get away without digging in to what I said or believed. She could keep a person honest and was not afraid of confrontation. I learned to respect that, and in the last few months during our good but infrequent phone calls, I became aware of how much she has helped me to clarify my ideas and strengthen my commitments to some of my beliefs. I shall always value her willingness to share even during these final weeks when she was tired. She generous in sharing her self and faith and will long stay in my heart and memory.Sr. Marilyn Winter, OP
I will miss our lunches at El Chaps!
I was blessed to be her assistant while she served on the General Council.Rose Ninaber (Rose Wilson)
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