Osann

The districts of Osann and Monzel are first mentioned in the same document, the “Vita Magnerici”, in 1008. An “Ecclesia de Osanna” is listed in this document.

The present-day Catholic church of St. Peter (49° 55′ 15˝ N / 6° 57′ 09˝ E), whose patron saint is St. Peter, consists of a four-axis hall with a choir closed on three sides and a three-storey west tower. It was built between 1765 and 1772 in the transition between the late Baroque and Rococo architectural styles. The churchyard cross in the form of a baroque crucifixion wayside shrine is located on the tower. The architectural ensemble of the parish buildings with the church, the old churchyard, rectory and former farm buildings forms a separate walled district. The unity of this complex is emphasized by an archway dating from 1772, which in earlier times was used to close off this district with a gate.

Church of St. Peter seen from Moseltalstraße / staircase

Church interior

Since the early 2000s, the rectory has been referred to as “the castle in the vineyards”. The former farm building houses both the parish hall and the office for the current parish community “Rechts und Links der Mosel”. The Catholic parishes of Osann, Monzel, Brauneberg with Mülheim branch, Filzen, Kesten, Maring-Noviand, Veldenz and Wintrich are administered from here.

The wayside shrine “Bildschi äm Fiwerschi” stands on the pilgrimage route to Klausen about 1 km before Neu-Minheim. Its existence is preceded by an extraordinary story: “A pious man from Ürzig on the Moselle vowed to God to make a pilgrimage to Klausen. He forgot, fell ill and died. In those days, a friend was walking the same route and saw the deceased from afar. But his greeting was not returned, the other passed by silently. At home he told everything and learned of his friend’s death. Where he had met his friend, the saint’s cottage was built.

Mindful, respectful encounters – being open to other cultures

Dedushka I’ve lived in this country for ages. The country that Dedushka (= Russian for grandfather) chose. I was still small and wasn’t asked. I had no idea about the shared history. Countless generations of millions of my ancestors have lived here. But this land has not spared them. As hard as they tried, they were not rewarded. How many more memorials are needed. Until the last tear drips from our eyes? Jewish life – to be precise: Synagogues, museums, as if stuffed. Or behind bulletproof bulletproof glass. Ready for the next person planning an attack. Waiting for the next massacre. Disguised as criticism of Israel – you’re allowed to do that… …Dedushka, you trusted them. But your trust was abused here. That’s why you’ve never been here. Not for 1700 years, can you believe it? And when my grandchildren ask me: Sabale, what was it like when you were a child? Then I will tell my grandchildren: “Never again will we be chased away.”

Text / Right of use: Jonathan Kalmanovich (1977-today) alias Ben Salomo / Berlin Liedtext Deduschka, www.bensalomo.de