Mexico City -- Children giggle with hysterical joy as drops of holy water hit them. A handicapped man in pain groans, reaching for the hope that is so palpable here. A pregnant woman takes in a little of the peace of this place, even in the midst of all the noise.
All along, I can’t help but remember: “Like it or not, we must be good to the poor, because if we’re not, we’re going to hell.”
The quote comes from Archbishop Charles J. Chaput of Philadelphia. It’s something to think about this Thanksgiving.
I’m at the Mexican capital’s famed Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe church to watch the baptism of a child of friends. As the child is being christened on the second floor, we hear cries of “Vivo Christo Rey!” below, as cheers ring out and a brass band enters the church. Our priest holds up the baby, reminding us all of our baptismal promise and duty; he turns around and holds up the baby to the image of the Blessed Mother that appeared on Juan Diego’s peasant cloak centuries ago, the miracle that has turned this church into a shrine for millions of pilgrims.
I’m also here for a conference about the Catholic Church in the Americas, an issue that was of deep importance to the Church even before the election of the first non-European pope. There is a sense of overcoming boundaries. Spanish, English and French are spoken. We cannot stay in our comfort zones -- something I’m reminded of as homeless men and women address me, one, outside a Franciscan church, angrily brushing the sleeve of a religious sister I’m traveling with. There’s a renewed sense of mission understood here, underscored by Pope Francis’ video address to us as the conference opened.