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Five holy wounds Portuguese church

During the course of the first Word War and after, a bunch of Europeans fled to America.  Among them were Portuguese.  Some of them traveled over time all the way west and landed in California.  Specifically around the bay area of San Francisco.

To sign praises of their lord Jesus a branch of devout Jesuits built a church.  That was 100 years ago.  During this centennial year of 2019 we visited this Portuguese church in the Little Portugal neighborhood of eastern San Jose, California.

Impressive as it is it offers a place for quiet reflection and is a sea of calm in an otherwise busy highway intersection bordered by working class communities.  Below are some scenes from this wonderful building and its surrounds.

Named for the five (holy) wounds Jesus suffered during crucifixion the Latin Cinco Chagas is the phrase used to name this church.

Beginning with the view of a stained glass from the outside as you walk toward the south facing main facade,


One of two fountains that sit outside the main doorway,


Main facade,

Entryway with a sign in Latin that reads - In this sign you will conquer


Main Nave and Chapel looking in



The church organ on top of the doorway you walk in from,


A trip to this spiritual building was followed by a food crawl in Silicon Valley... to get right back into the material world in a manner of speaking.

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