The National Shrine of Our Mother of Perpetual Help, also known as the Redemptorist church, popularly known as the Baclaran church is a prominent Latin-rite Roman Catholic church in the Philippines.
The shrine is one of the largest Marian churches in the Philippines, authorized by the Holy See to remain open 7 days a week for 24 hours a day, and houses one of the most venerated and celebrated Marian images in the country, called Our Mother of Perpetual Help, to which miraculous powers and historic events are ascribed. The shrine serves as the main headquarters for Redemptorist priests residing in the Philippines, headed by its rector, Victorino "Ino" Cueto, C.Ss.R.
Religious devotees flock to this sanctuary every Wednesday in what has become popularly known as Baclaran Day, and participate in a popular Marian novena offered for the Virgin Mary's reputed miraculous aid and intercession. - Source: Wikipedia
It wasn't a Wednesday during our visit, so there weren't that much people. I didn't know if taking pictures inside the church was allowed (Quiapo Church in Manila doesn't allow it), so I knew if I had to take pictures, I had to be quick and discreet.
The aisle leading to the altar.
The center aisle was very slippery. I think it was because devotees would go to the altar (and back) on their knees so the fabric of their trousers or dresses would polish the floor. Of course, people are also allowed to just walk to the altar if they want to, and that was what K and I did. We just had to hold each other's hand as we walk so one of us would catch the in case one slips.
Going back, I asked K if we could stay a little so I could say a short prayer of gratitude. There were so many things I was grateful for that time, even if part of me was sad that this holiday was about to end real soon.
I received a text message from the driver that he couldn't find a parking spot near the church, so he would just drive around until we come out. I told K we had to leave so the driver won't use much of the van's gas.
On our way out (taking the right side door), we saw this. There was water flowing, but I wasn't able to capture it using my cell phone's camera, but part of me was happy to be able to visit this church. It may be far from our house, but very accessible, and yet I never had the chance to visit it until this day.
I told K he was lucky it wasn't a Wednesday, and he just held my hand as we walked out of the church's vicinity waiting for the driver to pick us up.