Our Lady of Guadalupe
You might know the story, but if not look it up, it’s a good one! Whether you know the story of our Lady of Guadalupe or not, I will tell you my own.
I arrived at the Basílica of our Lady of Guadalupe in Mexico early in the morning. The vendors were just setting up their goods. At this hour it was very easy to walk the sidewalks, but the night before they were full of vendors. I entered the gates to the grand Basílica and already, the people were walking up the slate sidewalk…on their knees.
I saw a woman carrying her sick child…I saw old men and women, on their knees…together, holding hands as they approached the church. Each had a prayer. Perhaps it was something they wanted for their family or friends; perhaps it was something for which they were thanking God; perhaps they wanted forgiveness of sins; or perhaps, it was purely in praise for God’s glory…through this woman.
She is the greatest of humanity; and the humblest of humanity. The god of the sun is behind her; the goddess of the moon is under her feet; the two great gods of the Aztecas are small, when compared to this princess who is pregnant. And that is the point. The center of the image is not our Lady of Guadalupe, but a child in her womb…Jesus, who comes to us a few days after this Feast. He was the center of Her life; and she desires that He be the center of ours.
I saw the humility; the reverence of these Mexican people and some tourists as well, as they approached the Basílica. Like our Lady, however, they would not be the center…they would not leave empty, but would carry Jesus within...as we do today.