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Madrid Churches: Iglesia de San Francisco de Sales

San Francisco de Sales, MadridAlong Calle Francos Rodríguez, just off the busy main street of Bravo Murillo is where you can see one of Madrid‘s beautiful churches — the grand St Francis Church. If only for its copper-hued brick facade, the La iglesia de San Francisco de Sales is a edifice-masterpiece, a creation of renowned Spanish artist Joaquin Saldana.

Another  popular city church, the Parroquia de San Antonio, is nearby and strategically located since it is right along the street and just a stone’s throw way from the Maravilla Market, but still, the Iglesia of San Francisco boasts of a high number of regular church goers. I guess the main reason for this is because it is dedicated to one of Roman Catholicism’s more important Saint, to whom many faithful are strongly devoted.

2017_050116_1634_297In my case, Sn Francisco serves as my place of worship from time to time, together with San Fernando Church at Alcocer. Both these churches are where I thought the mass is said in a more solemn and traditional manner.

San Fransisco was declared a Bien de Interés Cultural or a Monument of cultural interest way back in October of 1996.

Schedule of Masses:

2017_050116_1624_997Winter (Sept 1 to June 30)
Ordinary Days: 8:30, 9:30, 11:30, 19:00, 20:00
Sundays and Holidays: 8:30, 9:30, 10:30, 11:30, 12:30, 13:30, 19:00, 20:00

Summer (July 1 to August 31)
Ordinary Days: 8:30, 9:30, 11:30, 19:00, 20:00
Sundays and Holidays: 8:30, 9:30, 10:30, 11:30, 12:30, 19:00, 20:00

How to go:

It is easy to visit the church whether by bus or Metro. Take Linea 1 if you intend to use the Madrid Metro. If you want to go there via bus, take Line 124, 66, or 3.

Its address is C/ Francos Rodríguez 5 28039 Madrid.


His Eminence Cardinal Luis Antonio Tagle in Madrid

For the Filipinos who turned up in large numbers to attend the Sunday mass last April 3, 2016 at the Basilica Parroquia de la Medalla Misericordia, that mass was a special one – for a good number of reasons. First, it was celebrated in commemoration of the Feast of the Divine Mercy, to whom the Filipinos are known to openly express their great adoration, love, and devotion. Second, the text of the holy mass was in the Filipino language. Third, it was officiated by no less than His Eminence Cardinal Luis Antonio Tagle of Manila, the charismatic religious head of the predominantly Roman Catholic nation in Asia.

The morning exhibited dark skies, and the air, while less than biting compared to that of the previous days, was cold just the same. Yet, it hardly did much to dampen the enthusiasm of the Filipino community that patiently waited at the church along Calle de Garcia de Paredes to see the cardinal. Finally, he arrived, and was evidently euphoric as he was greeted by the excited crowd. He was accompanied by the Philippine Ambassador to Madrid His Excellency Carlos C. Salinas, Mrs. Isabelita Salinas, and the officers and staff members of the embassy.

Like the splendid master of wit that he is, Cardinal Luis Tagle injected light jokes at intervals during the mass; and every time, it caused thunderous reverberations of chuckles and shouts to be sent all over the basilica. It was clear he intended his actions to ensure that his words got through. And he didn’t fail as it was apparent that he captured the full attention of his audience. Still, he was earnest and firm when it was necessary, like during moments when he spoke of the need to maintain the strong devotion and faith to the Catholic religion.

His Eminence urged the Filipinos to make the most of the opportunities given to them while in Spain. He advised them to determine ways on how they can contribute to the betterment of the world, and set goals that go beyond the desire to meet the needs of their families back home.  He challenged everyone to follow God’s teachings – to love, believe, forgive, and sacrifice – to the best that they can, while they continue with their hectic lives in Madrid.

Cardinal Tagle likewise acknowledged the Filipino workers as among the most praised and sought-after in the world, and a great source of pride of their country. In the end, he expressed his appreciation for the warm reception that the Philippine community in Madrid accorded to him.

imageBasilica Parroquia de la Medalla Milagrosa

imageCardinal Luis Tagle spends time to exchange pleasantries with Philippine Ambassador Carlos Salinas and Mrs. Isabelita Salinas, and the officials of the basilicaimage His Eminence Cardinal Tagle of Manila officiates the mass at La Parroquia de la Medalla Milagrosa. Concelebrants are Rdmo. Mons. Carlos Osoro Sierra, Archbishop of Madrid (left) and Mons. Santiago de Wit, Primer Consejero Nunciature Apostolica de la Sta Sede en Madrid

image Philippine Ambassador to Spain H.E. Carlos Salinas and Mrs. Isabelita Salinas stand before His Eminence Cardinal Luis Tagle as they participate at the Offertory

Semana Santa 2016 Madrid

As I observe and celebrate my second Holy Week here in Madrid, I decided to be up close and more into it this time.  Especially during the days leading up to Easter, I soaked up the city’s main way of celebrating the Semana Santa, which is the procession, a congregation of a variety of people, or “los gentes” – the devotees and believers, Cofradia officers and members, Nazarenos, Costaleros, tourists, and even the watchers and the curious lot. It’s fascinating to see how everyone wants to participate, whether as one of those parading through the streets and plazas for hours to carry heavy religious statues, or as a mere bystander who’s content to watch from the sidelines. Lent in Madrid is all about things meant to remember Christ – chanting, band playing, reciting oraciones, hearing masses, and even more processions.

Needless to say, my effort to be more involved was greatly rewarded. More than being the learning experience that it is, everything was a total eye-opener, which meant me letting out the boxed-up feeling of my somewhat latent appreciation for the Catholic faith. It’s just one of the many positive things that I gained as I went through the almost-sublime experience that is Madrid’s Semana Santa.


Nuestra Señora de la Soledad y Desamparo

JUEVES SANTO – Nuestro Padre de Jesus del Gran Poder / Maria Santisima de la Esperanza Macarena at Real Colegiata de San Isidro, Calle Toledo

HOLY THURSDAY – the day when I thought some cosmic forces decided to conspire against me. Just an hour before the procession, I discovered that I left my abono (Metro train/autobus travel pass) while already at the stop, so I went scrambling back to the apartment. Precious time gone to waste. Then later, while already having boarded the bus, I thought I left my ID card as I checked my things. So I hurriedly got off the next stop at Cuzco, only to find out upon rechecking that it was tucked in my passport wallet after all. And to make things worse, when I arrived at Calle Toledo, all I managed was to be within 100 meters, a distance so far I couldn’t even see the facade of the church. These wretched circumstances, they caused me to miss the procession altogether. Despite (or because of?) the frustration, I resolved to be early for Good Friday’s procession.


I was far, too far from the entrance of Real Colegiata de San Isidro. Worse, the procession turned the opposite way

VIERNES SANTO: Maria Santisima de los Siete Dolores, at Parroquia de Santa Cruz, Calle Atocha, 6

GOOD FRIDAY – I gave up the usual engagement (read: home chores, blogging) to clear my afternoon and make sure that I am off to Santa Cruz early. Leaving home an hour and a half before the procession time, I rushed to the bus station at Paseo de la Castellana and Calle de Rosario Pino, hoping that autobus no. 5 would arrive soon. It did. As soon as I was seated, it somehow put my mind on ease about missing the procession. Arrived at Puerta del Sol at 6.45, now I am too early. I decided to look around to while away time. To my surprise, the sight of a myriad of people greeted me – doing the usual things like shopping, roaming around, and sightseeing, like it’s an ordinary Friday. Yes, I agree that Puerta del Sol is a tourist area, but then again, I presumed that on a Good Friday, activities in the area would be toned-down. As it is, most establishments were doing business that day. El Corte was open, and so were other high-end boutiques, the Mercado de San Miguel, restaurantes like Museo del Jamon, and the souvenir shops in Plaza Major and beyond.

I realized that the Holy Week isn’t quite enough reason for the Spaniards to deviate, even if momentarily, from their normal day-to-day life, which I thought is a demeanor that’s fine and not offensive or even egregious. It is apparent that being observant of the Holy Week, while acting like it’s just another normal one, is a behavior typical of them. It’s their nature, which I wouldn’t dare judge or underrate, in the same degree that I don’t want anyone to judge mine.

Upon arriving at Parroquia de Santa Cruz, I chanced on the Nazerenos gathering at the front part of the parade, carrying their processional crosses, torches, and banners. They had their faces behind pointy capirotes to hide them from general view. Minutes after 6:30, the crowd livened up and roared with gusto upon seeing that the procession is about to start. The procession moves at last, even if slowly, to cause everyone to applaud in appreciation.


Maria Santisima de los Siete Dolores stands atop a float exquisitely decorated with flowers and candle lights. Hearty cheers and applause from devotees welcome her as she is brought out of the church to join the procession.


Cofradia or brotherhood is depicted in this photo, wherein the Costaleros work together to carry the magnificent float of Maria Santisima de los Siete Dolores to its destination. Typical statues chosen for display atop such floats are the major players of the Lent, like Christ or the Virgin Mary, or the barrio’s patron saint. The floats, tronos in Spanish, are themselves an attraction. Many are priceless, being in existence for decades, some even centuries, and have been passed on from one generation to another. They are masterful creations of well-known Spanish artists. 


At the end of the procession is the marching band playing music in honor of the Maria Santisima de los Siete Dolores

SABADO DE GLORIA – Nuestra Señora de la Soledad y Desamparo, Iglesia de la Concepción Real de Calatrava, Calle Alcalá, 25

According to procession schedule posted online, there is only one religious parade on Black Saturday in Madrid, and it is happening at the Iglesia de la Concepcion Real de Calatrava, along Calle Alcala. I liked that the event was on an afternoon – the photos were clearer as every shot comes with great, natural lighting. The sun was up and the air was cool – I felt comfortably warm even with just a light sweatshirt on. The weather was conducive to holding a great procession.

imageWomen and men don traditional clothes as they await the start of the procession. Elderly officials and members of the Cofradia are dressed appropriately in attune to the occasion. Customary wear for women are black gowns and veils (mantillas). The latter are a beautiful adornment, held high on their heads with the use of a comb called the peineta. Men are also dressed in black attire, either a suit or robe. In contrast, penitents wear a simple garb, with their faces behind a cover and feet bare to emphasize a remorseful mood.

image The statue of Nuestra Señora de la Soledad y Desamparo emerges from the church atop the float carried by costaleros. It’s obviously heavy beyond description, which must be why the pall-bearers do rhythmic swaying motions – they probably help ease the load that pushes hurtfully onto their shoulders.

Following the statue of the Nuestra Señora de la Soledad y Desamparo is the musical band playing slow-beat music

imageJoining the procession are officials of La Communidad de Madrid and leaders of the Cofradia

imageThe statue passes by the former BBVA building and the current headquarters of the Ministry of Environment and Territorial Planning

image Participants wear purple and black-colored pointy hoods and carry scepters as they trail the float of Nuestra Señora de la Soledad y Desamparo. Nazarenos, who hold crosses and candles during religious parades, are known to walk barefoot as a sign of penance. However, I didn’t notice this group doing so.


Happy Easter! It has been the tradition to welcome the Risen Lord via the beating of the drums at Plaza Mayor, in Central Madrid. Called the Tamborada del Domingo de Resureccion, it is the awaited event of the day, where numerous drums are beaten and played to recreate that thunderous sounds and quakes that were said to have happened during the Resurrection of Jesus.

image The Lord is risen! Throngs congregate in the middle of Plaza Mayor to celebrate the Resurrection of Christ.
Drummers beat their instruments loudly to signify the Risen Christ. Each participant’s pounding is  in sync with the rest to create a simple yet melodious booming rhythm, keeping everyone engrossed in their performance.

Religion in Spain: Palm Sunday Scenes

The Lent is fully observed here in Madrid as it is in many other Catholic countries in the world. In fact, I noticed an increase in the number of masses scheduled throughout the Lenten Season in the churches that I go to, such as the Parroquia de San Antonio de Cuatro Caminos at Bravo Murillo. Musical orchestras claim the altars of churches as their temporary mini-concert stages, like the neoclassical-styled altar of the medieval church of San Gines in Calle Arenal, albeit performances are wholly solemn to conform to the season and venue. Evidently, religion in Spain is very much alive – and this is true in all aspects.

March 20, 2016 was Domingo de Ramos, or Palm Sunday, the start of the Holy Week. Peddled intricately-woven palm branches within and surrounding the church premises are aplenty, offering the churchgoers varied options in terms of sizes and shapes. However, I found them to be exorbitantly high, with some sold as much as 5 euro apiece.

An awaited event during Palm Sunday and done in many parts of Spain is the religious procession, a congregation of devotees marching the streets of cities and barrios in a slow fashion while chanting prayers and hymns. Beloved religious icons are carried along – they serve as centerpieces that remind the Catholic faithful of the ultimate sacrifice, which is the suffering and death of Jesus Christ. The central area of Madrid boasts of its own procession, with a route that includes popular tourist areas such as Puerto del Sol and Plaza Mayor. The Cofradias, brotherhood associations in Spain, organize these street events during the Semana Santa. Keeping alive the age-old custom of holding Semana Santa processions has been these groups’ unwavering quest, ever since such tradition started during the Middle Ages.

I wasn’t able to go to Sta Iglesia Catedral de Sta María la Real Almudena, which was the procession’s starting point.  Instead, I first attended the 6PM Mass at San Gines, and rushed to the Plaza del Sol afterwards to join the good-sized crowd that were already watching it. A significant portion had already passed through, which was unfortunate since I’ve wanted to see the huge cross that was said to be held high in front.

Palm Sunday in Madrid

Processions carrying the Statue of Christ usher in Palm Sunday, the start of the Holy Week. If we were to remember, Jesus rode a donkey and tread the streets of Jerusalem where he was welcomed by the crowd. I was a bit disappointed (like everyone else, presumably) that the Christ Icon was cloaked in plastic, but it was understandable as it was meant to protect the holy relics from intermittent rains that afternoon. I was in the midst of onlookers, with some holding palm branches and waving them up in the air to welcome the participants. Among the enthusiastic welcomers were a few women elaborately dressed in black gowns and headdresses.

I might not have witnessed the procession from start to finish as I planned, but I was exhilarated just the same to have seen even if only a part of it. The experience inspired me to pursue a deeper and more meaningful observance of the rest of the Semana Santa. Likewise, I’m happy that the Spaniards do observe these religious holidays just like back home. They take to the streets during the Holy Week, but this time not to drink and enjoy some merrymaking, but to reenact important scenes from the Passion and Death of Christ. They do not treat the Semana Santa as merely a way of having more time for vacation and family, but as a means of continuing olden traditions as practicing Catholics.

imageWhile other processions feature bands playing drum and cymbals, the marching band yesterday at Puerto del Sol used wind instruments to play slow religious music to accentuate the solemnity of the occasion.
imageGetting the attention of the crowd are ladies dressed in black, elegant gowns and similarly-hued mantillas espanolas (veils) hanging over their peinetas, or high combs. These were attires similar to the ones I saw at Parroquia de San Antonio  and Almudena Cathedral during important town occasions in the past. 
imageIt was Domingo de Ramos, the start of Semana Santa, and so it would have been ideal if the sun was out. Unfortunately, the weather was cold and rainy, with a bit of wind. And as expected, the rains caused some inconvenience, like the organizers needing to cover the beloved icon with plastic to protect it from damage. Just the same, the float was beautiful, being fully adorned with c0lorful flowers. According to the schedules announced online, the procession starts at 4.30. The rains obviously slowed down the procession as it took them more than two hours to reach nearby Puerta del Sol.


Participants wear pointy headdresses called Capriotes and long white gown worn during penance activities called Nazareno. It is said that the Capriotes point to the sky to make for an easy road to heaven. They wear white hood to cover their faces in order to hide their identity as remorseful penitents. Some Palm Sunday processions are joined by those with their feet bare and heavy chains attached to ankles to render a more difficult penance.

Rey Carlos III, at Plaza  del Sol, appears to lead the way for the Christ icon as the float that carries Him wades through eager onlookers. As the float passed by me, I tried to pry on what’s underneath it, looking for Costaleros, or the men assigned to carry the float on their shoulders. Any Spaniard takes pride in being a Costalero as carrying such heavy weight thru the entire route of the procession meant forgiveness of his sins and immense blessings. Such great rewards, which is why a Costalero would not mind suffering great pains for hours just to ensure the float reaches its final destination.