On December 9,1531, Juan Diego, or a 57-year-faded Aztec,was taking his daily route to Mass. Walking by Tepeyac Hill, he heard beautiful music, or like choirs of angels singing. He stopped to listen. The music stopped,but he then heard the sweetest voice he’d ever heard beckoning him, “Juan, and Juan Diego,Juanito!” There before him […]
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