I don’t remember when I first learned about Our Lady of Guadalupe. Maybe it was when I became pregnant with my oldest daughter that it clicked that this image of Mary is pregnant. Maybe it was when our parish became home to one of a handful of images that had been touched to the original tilma of Juan Diego that I realized how this depiction of Mary seemed to look at me, to reach out to me, to embrace my fears and struggles.
In honor of her feast day on Saturday, Becky, of the great new Cafe Press shop The Whole Wide Room, has offered to give away one of her Our Lady of Guadalupe shirts. This is a shirt that’s been on my wish list since I first saw it (and I think, working in a parish office, that I could wear it to work, don’t you?). You get to pick the color of the sleeves, the size, the shipping address.
You have until Saturday night to leave a comment here, and then we’ll pick a random winner.
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Share your favorite Marian apparition and/or title in the comments, while you’re there in the combox. I’m working on my writing schedules for next year, and I’d love to write about something YOU are interested in learning more about.
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I’d be remiss not to mention last week’s Catholic Moments podcast, where I share about Mary’s title “Cause of Our Joy” and Lisa shares great information about the great-looking new movie The 13th Day, which is about the Marian apparitions in Fatima, Portugal.
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This week is a heavily Marian week…tomorrow is the feast of the Immaculate Conception, and I’m reflecting on that over at Today’s Catholic Woman and at CatholicMom.com. They’re very different approaches to the title, and I hope they will help you, especially if, like me, you find yourself floundering a bit with this concept and title.
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With that, I encourage you to leave a comment to win one of Becky’s lovely shirts and enjoy this week of Mary!


My four-year-old finds beauty in everything. Maybe that’s just one of the many reasons I’m inspired by her all the time. Maybe she’s the reason I write so much about Mary. She was born on a pretty important Marian feast, after all. (On the other hand, maybe she was born on a major Marian feast to get my attention. Or…well, I’ll spare you. I could do this theorizing all day.)
My mood matched the gray weather outside. I found myself yelling at the dog and the kids. Things weren’t going well, in my head or during my day.
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