Guadalupe

Yesterday was a big day for many Mexican people.  It was the Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe.  A native Indian of what is now Mexico saw a vision of a woman, who looked like him, native, brown skin.  Over time, many Mexicans came to pray to Mary.  For them, the one who wears the pants in heaven is a woman.  When it comes to someone who has compassion, patience, willingness to listen and help the downtrodden, women usually seem to have those qualities.  Men, not so much.  For many, Guadalupe is a bigger feast than Christmas.  So I try to remember this, since I am a guy.  Am I compassionate, patient, and willing to listen to someone who can do nothing for me that I want?  I try to keep Mary in mind as I go through my day.