No visit to Colombia would be complete without wandering through random churches, occasionally while services are taking place. Sunday was Election Day in Colombia, so several churches were closed (as were many businesses, and the place we had dinner had to be convinced to sell us beer. For a minute, I thought I was in Idaho). So, this isn’t an exhaustive post about Colombian churches, it’s a short post which includes pictures and almost no information about the few churches I’ve seen – most in Buga, and two in Cali.
Basilica del Senor de los Milagros de Buga – rumor has it that years ago, a woman found a piece of wood that was shaped like a cross, and had an image of Jesus on it. She took the wood home, and it grew, and continued to grow. Unclear at this point whether she still owned it, or gave it to the church, but people started taking pieces of the miraculous cross home, until one day, it was decided that the cross and image were no longer identifiable, thus must be destroyed. The wood was set on fire, and immediately began sweating, and regenerating itself. So, the church built a grand basilica to celebrate the miracle. The cross, now encased in gold, is inside, in a room behind the altar of the cathedral. So, Senor de los Milagros is the name given the cross and image, and the cathedral/basilica is named for him/it.
Inside the (very festive) basilica. In the photo above, you can see a portion of the cross through the window – far grander than when it was discovered, one can hope.
Temple de Santo Domingo. One can only assume from the electrical wires that the inside was amazing. No idea. Locked up tight.
Church of the Apostle San Pedro, Buga. That. Is a lot of gold. An elderly woman pointed out the baptismal font made of stone, and assured us she had been baptized in that very font. One can assume, at the turn of the 19th century. No! I am not that mean! In the 1940s!
Iglesia De San Francisco De Asís, Buga.
Inside the chapel at the university where we’re being housed/studying.
From the outside.
Iglesia de San Antonio. Another rumor for you. If you’re a female, wishing and praying to find a man (then you have serious issues which I am not qualified to address!), find a statue of St. Antonio, and turn it upside-down, store it that way in your bedroom (presumably) and you’ll find your man. This isn’t the time or place, but if you’re that desperate to find a man, seriously, get a hobby! (Start a blog – something!). Great church, at the top of a mountain where hipsters hang out, and artisans have businesses at the base. Awesome. Plus, if the photo is any indication, they regularly put nuns in time-out. Girlfriend seemed to be praying to the door for forgiveness. I hope it worked, and that whatever her indiscretion was, it was worth it. I’m sure it was, since this was happening a few feet from the door:
Worth a few minutes in time-out, no?