Last week, I was on a pilgrimage to the shrines of Mexico.  As I prayed in each church, basilica, and cathedral, I discovered a new dimension of my faith. Several of these 500-year-old buildings were built with sweeping Romanesque columns that pull the eyes toward heaven.  I was inspired by the genius of the architects and the faith of the people who built these magnificent places of worship.  As I sat in each church, my senses came alive.  I smelled a faint aroma of centuries of incense and beeswax candles.  I saw remnants of the smoke giving the walls and ceilings an ancient hue.  I loved the feel of the…