La leyenda del Cristo de Esquipulas en Alajuelita

The quiet village that is in the folds of the steep mountain slopes which lead to high, where, as a sign the same Alajuelita overshadowed, is the cross.

Legend has it: like back in the beginning of our era is independent, the peaceful inhabitants of the plain Alajuelita inhabited the image of Christ, whose skin, hair black as the corn seemed willing to live, for ever and ever, at the open site between the hills, beyond the Tiribi.

The work of the Doctrine: sometimes used to go through those sites doctrinaire Curridabat retirees coming from and sometimes of Cartago, were heading to Aserrí or Escazú. Alajuelita was a simple village with a few thatched houses. People “cholitas” who farmed the land, men and women who amused his leisure in the making of pottery, using the "Burio” and the “Entresuelo” when the" Tata-cura "visit them, showering them with hospitality. There in the house of Cruz Chavarría were staying the retirees. There was not a shrine of rough props, but this was no obstacle to improvise booths to hear the word of God minister. The works of the Doctrines soon bear fruit and stem mystical legend.

BY 1828, 182 years ago: as the Father tells Enrique Kern, Ascension Mora, Joaquín Mora, Cruz Chavarría and Ascension Avila, Alajuelita neighbors thought to come from the city of Cartago to a "Santero" to carve an image of "Tatica-Dios” crucified. Indeed, “a lomo de mula” the journey to the Most Noble and Loyal and entered into arrangements with Gonzalez, as one and Ramírez according to others, that he was fit to carve in wood. It was then, moving to Alajuelita, the renowned sculptor was working on a magnificent cedar sculpture, work he did quietly and secretly from the people in the house of Demetrio Lobo.

SURGE WHERE THE LEGEND OF THE EMERGENCE: tiding to achieve the increase of piety among the faithful of the Doctrine, good partners listed Franciscans, left for the night at a project site now occupied by the Church, the newly carved image . When dawn came the first settlers, they noted, not without surprise how the brush stood the effigy of an Indian-looking Christ, as the inhabitants of the area. That vision had early morning people, soon became known to all the neighborhood and eager curiosity, were approaching, fearful ones, admired others, the most repentant of their sins, to the site of the discovery. Ran from mouth to mouth the news and the girls who came down to the streams to fill their earthen vessels, like the drivers who went to the capital, the riders who did journey through the old roads were leading the new and thus was born the Legend of the Black Christ that appeared in the humble village, which soon became the object of pilgrimage devoted to the simple people of our towns and cities.