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Our Lady, The Virgin of Guadalupe









 Melody: Song to Our Lady of Guadalupe, by Annie Karto , Windswept Records 












 Music: Virgen de Guadalupe, performed by Annie Karto



 In 1531, Our Lady appeared to Juan Diego, a poor Aztec Indian.
Juan was walking through the Tepayac hill country in central Mexico.

There he encountered a beautiful woman
surrounded by a ball of light as bright as the sun.

The lady had spoken to him in his native tongue.


"My dear little son, I love you.

I desire you to know who I am.

I am the ever-virgin Mary, Mother of the true God 
who gives life and maintains its existence.

He created all things. He is in all places.
He is Lord of Heaven and Earth.

I desire a church in this place where your people
may experience my compassion.

All those who sincerely ask my help
in their work and in their sorrows
will know my Mother's Heart in this place.

Here I will see their tears; I will console them
and they will be at peace.

So run now to Tenochtitlan
and tell the Bishop all that you have seen and heard."

Juan immediately responded to Mary's request.
He went to the palace of the Bishop-elect Fray Juan de Zumarraga
and requested to meet immediately with the bishop.
The bishop's servants, who were suspicious of the rural peasant,
kept him waiting for hours.
The bishop-elect told Juan that he would consider
the request of the Lady and told him he could visit him again
if he so desired.
Juan was so disappointed by the bishop's response.
He returned to the hill where he had first met Mary
and found her there waiting for him.

Imploring her to send someone else, she responded:


  "My little son, there are many I could send.

But you are the one I have chosen."


She then told him to return the next day to the bishop
and repeat the request.
On Sunday, after again waiting for hours,
Juan met with the bishop who, on hearing his story again,
asked him to ask the Lady to provide a sign
as a proof of who she was.
Juan dutifully returned to the hill and told Mary,
who was again waiting for him there.
Mary responded:

"My little son, am I not your Mother? Do not fear.

The Bishop shall have his sign.

Come back to this place tomorrow.

Only peace, my little son."


Unfortunately, Juan was not able to return to the hill the next day.
His uncle had become mortally ill
and Juan stayed with him to care for him.
After two days, with his uncle near death,
Juan left his side to find a priest.
Juan had to pass Tepayac Hill to get to the priest.

As he was passing, he found Mary waiting for him.


She spoke:

"Do not be distressed, my littlest son.

Am I not here with you who am your Mother?

Are you not under my shadow and protection?

Your uncle will not die at this time.

There is no reason for you to engage a priest,

for his health is restored at this moment.

He is quite well. Go to the top of the hill

and cut the flowers that are growing there.

Bring them then to me."


While it was freezing on the hillside,
Juan obeyed Mary's instructions and went to the top of the hill
where he found a full bloom of Castilian roses.
Removing his tilma, a poncho-like cape made of cactus fiber,
he cut the roses and carried them back to Mary.

She rearranged the roses and told him:


"My little son, this is the sign I am sending to the Bishop.

Tell him that with this sign I request his greatest efforts

to complete the church I desire in this place.

Show these flowers to no one else but the Bishop.

You are my trusted ambassador.

This time the Bishop will believe all you tell him."


Juan once again came before the bishop
and several of his advisors.
He told the bishop his story and opened the tilma
letting the flowers fall out.

But it wasn't the beautiful roses
that caused the bishop and his advisors to fall to their knees;
for there, on the tilma, was a picture of the Blessed Virgin Mary precisely as Juan had described her.

The next day, after showing the Tilma at the Cathedral,
Juan took the bishop to the spot where he first met Mary.
He then returned to his village where he met his uncle
who was completely cured.
His uncle told him he had met a young woman,
surrounded by a soft light,
who told him that she had just sent his nephew to Tenochtitlan
with a picture of herself.

She told his uncle:

It is believed that the word Guadalupe
was actually a Spanish mis-translation of the local Aztec dialect.
The word that Mary probably used was Coatlallope
which means "one who treads on snakes."

Within six years of this apparition,
six million Aztecs had converted to Catholicism.

The Aztecs had been practicing human sacrifice.
The tilma shows Mary as the God-bearer
She is expectant with her Divine Son,
as the black sash around her signifies.

Since the time the tilma was first impressed
with a picture of the Mother of God,
it has been subject to a variety of environmental hazards
including smoke from fires and candles, water from floods
and torrential downpours and, in 1921, a bomb
which was planted by anti-clerical forces on an altar under it.
There was also a cast-iron cross next to the tilma
and when the bomb exploded, the cross was twisted out of shape,
the marble altar rail was heavily damaged
but the tilma was...untouched!
Indeed, no one was injured in the Church despite the damage
that occurred to a large part of the altar structure.

In 1977, the tilma was examined using infrared photography
and digital enhancement techniques.

Unlike any painting, the tilma shows no sketching
or any sign of outline drawn to permit an artist to produce a painting.

Further, the very method used to create the image
is still unknown.

The image is inexplicable in its longevity
and method of production.

It can be seen today in a large cathedral in Mexico City
built to house up to ten thousand worshipers.

It is, by far, the most popular religious pilgrimage site
in the Western Hemisphere.





Holy Mother of God and of the Church,
our Lady of Guadalupe,
you were chosen by the Father for the Son
through the Holy Spirit.

You are the Woman clothed with the sun
who labors to give birth to Christ while Satan,
the Red Dragon, waits to voraciously devour your child.

So too did Herod seek to destroy your Son,
Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ,
and massacred many innocent children in the process.
So today is abortion killing many innocent unborn children and exploiting many mothers in its attack upon human life
and upon the Church, the Body of Christ.

Mother of the Innocents, we praise God in you for His gifts
to you of your Immaculate Conception,
your freedom from actual sin; your fullness of grace,
your Motherhood of God and the Church,
your Perpetual Virginity and your Assumption
in body and soul into heaven.

O Help of Christians, we beg you to protect all mothers
of the unborn and the children within their wombs.
We plead with you for your help to end
the holocaust of abortion.
Melt hearts so that life may be revered!

Holy Mother, we pray to your Sorrowful and Immaculate Heart
for all mothers and all unborn children that they may have life here on earth and by the most Precious Blood
shed by your Son, that they may have eternal life
with Him in heaven.

We also pray to your Sorrowful and Immaculate Heart
for all abortionists and all abortion supporters
that they may be converted and accept your Son,
Jesus Christ, as their Lord and Savior.
Defend all of your children in the battle against Satan
and all of the evil spirits in this present darkness.

We desire that the innocent unborn children
who die without Baptism should be baptized and saved.
We ask that you obtain this grace for them
and repentance, reconciliation and pardon
from God for their parents and their killers.

Let there be revealed, once more, in the history of the world
the infinite power of merciful love.
May it put an end to evil. May it transform consciences.
May your Sorrowful and Immaculate Heart
reveal for all the light of hope.
May Christ the King reign over us, our families,
cities, states, nations and the whole of humanity.

O clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary,
hear our pleas and accept this cry from our hearts!

Our Lady of Guadalupe,

Protectress of the Unborn,
Pray for us!







Virgin de Guadalupe

You are the fountain of my life
Under your shadow, and in your protection,
I fear no evil, no pain, no worry...

Maria, oh most merciful Mother
Gentle Virgin, with the name, Guadalupe
On a mountain, we find roses in winter,
All the world, has been touched by your love.

Here, in the crossing of your arms
Could there be anything, else that I need?
Nothing discourages, nothing depress me.

You, are the Star of the Ocean
My boat is small, and the waves are so high
But with you to guide me, I'll reach my homeland.

You, are the Dawn of a New Day
For you give birth to the Son of the Father
All of my lifetime, I'll walk beside you...