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      From: richarra@gmail.com              December 12th - Our Lady of Guadalupe              These are some of the dialogues between Our Lady and Juan Diego, taken from       written narrations inspired by the account of Indian scholar Antonio       Valeriano       around the middle of the 16th century.              In the first apparition, Our Lady addressed Juan Diego, speaking in the       Mexican       idiom: "Juanito, my son, the humblest of my children, where are you going?"              "Noble lady, I go to the church in Tlatelolco to listen to such divine       matters       as our priests teach us," he replied.              She said, "Know for certain, dearest of my sons, that I am the perfect and       ever-Virgin Mary, Mother of the true God, the Lord of all things and Master       of       Heaven and Earth. I ardently desire a temple to be built here, where I will       show       and offer all my love, compassion, help, and protection to the people and       those       who look for me. I am your merciful Mother, the Mother of all who live in       this       land and of all mankind. I will hear the weeping and sorrows of those who       love       me, cry to me, and have confidence in me, and I will give them consolation       and       relief.              "Therefore, so that my designs might be fulfilled, go to the house of the       Bishop       of Mexico City and tell him that I sent you, and that it is my desire to       have a       temple built in this place. Tell him all that you have seen and heard. Be       assured that I shall be grateful and will reward you for diligently carrying       out       what I have asked of you."              Juan Diego bowed low and said, "My holy one, my Lady, I will go now and do       all       that you ask of me. Thy humble servant bids thee farewell."              The second apparition: That same afternoon Juan Diego returned to the       hilltop       from the Bishop's palace where he had delivered the message. The Holy Virgin       was       waiting for him. He told her:              "Noble lady and most loved Mistress, I did what you commanded. Even though       it       was difficult to be admitted to speak with the Bishop, I saw His Excellency       and       communicated to him your message. He received me kindly and listened with       attention. But when he answered me, it seemed as if he did not believe me. .              "So I beg you, noble Lady, entrust this message to someone of importance,       someone well-known and respected, so that they might believe in him. For I       am a       nobody, a piece of straw, a lowly peasant, and you, my Lady, have sent me to       a       place where I have no standing. Forgive me if my answer has caused you grief       or       displeasure, my Lady and my Mistress."              The third apparition: The Holy Virgin insisted that she wanted Juan Diego to       give her message to the Bishop. He did so, and this time the Indian returned       to       Our Lady saying that the Bishop had asked for a sign to prove that what he       said       was true.              Our Lady told him: "Very well, my dear little one, return here tomorrow and       you       will take to the Bishop the sign he has requested. With this he will believe       you       and no longer doubt you or be suspicious of you. Know, my beloved little       one,       that I will reward your solicitude, effort and fatigue spent on my behalf.       Go       now. I will await you here tomorrow."              The fourth apparition: The next day, instead of going to the hilltop, Juan       Diego       took a different route that bypassed it to find a priest for his uncle who       was       gravely ill. Juan Diego was certain that Our Lady would not see him.              But she appeared to him along the road he had taken and asked him: "What is       this, my little son? Where are you going?"              Juan Diego answered: "My loved Lady, God keep you! How are you this morning?       Is       your health good, my dearest Lady? It will grieve you to hear what I have to       say. My uncle, your poor servant, is sick. He has taken the plague and is       near       death. I am hurrying to your house in Mexico City to call a priest to hear       his       confession and give him the last rites. When I have done this, I will return       here immediately so I may deliver your message. Forgive me, I beg you, my       Lady,       be patient with me for now. I will not deceive you and tomorrow I will come       in       all haste."              She answered: "Listen to what I am going to tell you, my son, and let not       your       heart be disturbed. Do not fear that plague or any other sickness or       anguish. Am       I not here, I, who am your mother? Are you not under my protection and care?       Am       I not your life and health? Are you not in the folds of my mantle and the       embrace of my arms? What else do you need? Do not be grieved or disturbed by       anything."              She then told him that he should not worry about the sickness of his uncle,       for       he would not die at this k              Calling herself Holy Mary of Guadalupe, she told Juan Diego to go up the       nearby       hilltop where he would find flowers aplenty, even though it was winter. He       found       Castilian roses and gathered many and placed them in his tilma, a long cloak       used by Mexican Indians. He came back to the Virgin, who rearranged them and       commanded him to go to the Bishop without opening it until he was in the       Prelate's presence.       After a long wait and much difficulty getting past the servants of the       palace,       Juan Diego finally stood before the Bishop. He unfolded his tilma, and the       roses       fell out. The Bishop and his attendants fell on his knees before him, for a       life-size figure of the Holy Virgin was printed on the poor tilma of Juan       Diego.       It was December 12, 1531.                     Comments of the late Prof. Plinio Corrêa de Oliveira: (died 1995)              There are many aspects of these apparitions that have often been the subject       of       commentaries: that Our Lady chooses simple and pure souls to speak to       mankind,       that she is pleased to appear to humble peasants, that she challenges the       human       respect of her emissaries, etc. I think that these are good points, but they       have already been stressed.              An aspect that receives less attention that I believe is very interesting is       the       attitude of the Indian Juan Diego before Our Lady and the language he used       to       address her. His manner and language have an extraordinary tonus that       corresponds to Our Lady's attitude toward him from the beginning of the       apparition. Our Lady treated him as a dearly loved son, with an       extraordinary       kindness, as if he were a child.              There is a marvelous contrast we can see in the general conduct of Our Lady.       On       one hand, there is the love she has for great souls, the heroic souls who       accomplish great things in the lives of peoples and civilizations; on the       other       hand there is the love she has for small, simple souls entirely turned       toward       her and forgetful of their own virtue. It is marvelous to see how she speaks       to       these small souls with love and a particularly touching tenderness.              The attitude of Juan Diego is also interesting. He is a simple man, without       any       education, but in his simplicity he addresses Our Lady as a truly courteous       man.              [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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