In Santa Fe, the image of Our Lady of Guadalupe is honored within the parish’s santuario. Outside, a 12-foot bronze statue of Our Lady of Guadalupe stands near the entrance, its base often decorated with fresh roses. Parishioners accompanied the statue from Mexico City, where it was cast in bronze, to Santa Fe in 2008.
Church is converting a weedy slope in front of its parking lot into a shrine that tells the story of the iconic Our Lady of Guadalupe. The church also will create an Institute for Guadalupe Studies and a Marian Resource Center and Library in the old Guadalupe School and Convent across Agua Fría Street.
The area will be called “Santa Fe’s Hill of Tepeyac.”
“It’s a place where people can come and look for resources about Our Lady of Guadalupe,” Nguyen said.
The Santa Fe Hill of Tepeyac is “a wonderful way to pay honor to our Mother,” parishioner Diana Lujan said.
More from the Santa Fe New Mexican
Dave Siemer 2010
Crosses are everywhere you look, even in an alley in a small town in Oregon.
Church at Sanctuario, 1950’s
Chimayo, New Mexico
Scanned Vintage Postcard
This vintage postcard of Sanctuario left me stunned. I’ve shot hundreds of photographs of the church but I never saw it as a real small Northern New Mexican town chuch like those scattered all over the state until I found this postcard.
The small villages along Highway 55 have always held a special place in my hard-scrabble New Mexican heart. Using the few resources available in the barren, harsh acres early settlers recycled the ever-present rocks into homes, walls, and churches.
In Punta de Agua, the rough-cut stone San Antonio Church stands as a monument to an earlier example of sustainable and green building.
If you’d like to walk through Punta de Agua at street level, click here to go to Google Maps, then click satellite.
The village of San Ysidro, originally a farming settlement, was named after Saint Isidore the Farmer in 1699. San Ysidro holds an annual Fiesta in his honor each year in mid-May.
St. Joseph’s Catholic Church with Trolley
Karen Rivera 2009
One of the most charming reasons to live in a small town is hearing the Sunday Services down the street from my house. Even though I have to leave, I never thought the historic Church would. It’s been there since 1858 but it’s being closed and probably put up for sale. To say my community is stunned is an understatement.
St. Joseph’s Catholic Church in Jacksonville in Southern Oregon was the first Catholic Church built in Oregon. I’ve watched as the parishioners paid for a new heating system, painted the outside, installed new carpet and wallpaper, upgraded the doors and windows and refinished the pews without help from the diocese. Volunteers mow the lawn, rake the leaves and set-up the Sunday picnic benches. Their meticulous yard work makes me wince when I see my front yard. Apparently, self-maintenance and donating a cash collection every week in exchange for a monthly 4 hours of Masses wasn’t enough to keep the doors open for the 100 or so members.
This is a comitted group of people who have been taking care of each other since 1956. It’s not just a building that’s going to be lost.