When I came back from mass with my daughter, my husband, full of rage, began to beat me out of jealousy telling me “Whom you’re going to see dressed up so nicely with this shawl?” He kept on beating me without any reason. Suddenly he fell back when his leg got tangled in my shawl. He stood up asking forgiveness. He said someone had pulled him back. Here I testify the miracle made for me by the Virgin of the Shawl because now my husband loves me very much.

Señora Brijida M. G.
Zapopan, Jalisco, 2012

When I was overwhelmed with problems in my life, a poetry book appeared near my bed. I got down to read it and I discovered that the poetry gives me wings and makes me fly free like a bird towards the immensity. Since then when I get sad or have a problem I submerge in the poetry and I forget for a while about everything and feel myself like a pure spirit without mundane burdens. I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for this comfort.

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My shaman was wounded, and the Virgin miraculously saved him.

11–Nov–79

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I promise to Saint Jude and to my wife Matilde that I won’t misbehave with my secretary anymore.

Donato Bueno

Dear San Antonio, please help my friend Willie find his silver belt buckle. He suspects the plumber took it. Maybe he just misplaced it. Give him the sentido to look in his top drawer.

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Daniel and Luis thanks the Lord of Chalma for giving them strength to cross the Arizona desert and fulfill their American dream and make some bucks to support their family back in Mexico.

January 25, 1985

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My fiancée’s brother was so jealous that we had to hide our engagement. In order to spend more time together, she got an idea to dress me up like a woman so I could pass for her friend. I thank Saint Sebastian for her brother had to go to work in another country because he was already falling in love with me. Now my fiancée and I are free.

Cesar Morales — Oaxaca, Mexico

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My husband Eusebio could only find a job at the cemetery. But he is easily frightened. I ask you, please Holy Virgin, would you find him another job.

Left grave:
Finally. Rest in peace, my mother-in-law.

Right grave:
Here lies Ramon H. G. and does good. He was a bad father, bad husband, bad son, bad man.

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We thank you, Holy Virgin, because we were worried when Dalai Lama arrived but everything went well. He brought us a message of peace in the new millennium, uniting the people of all social classes. You took care of him and you were a godly witness that Dalai brought us blessings and shared them with us.

Mexico City, October 2004

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I was walking down the old road with my children. Suddenly a thunderstorm began. I was afraid because I knew that the river bursts its banks and floods the road when it rains heavily. I prayed the Virgin of Zapopan, and we ran against the wind and rain splashing in our faces. Thanks to the Holy Virgin we get to the house and only got our clothes soaked. I thank for our protection.

Holy Virgin, thank you for a happy brith.

21–Nov–1980
Maria Reyes, mother of Pedrito Reyes

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Protect us from Super Trump.

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I thank Saint Sebastian that I have finally found my master, and I only live to serve him and please him in everything. He makes me happy by exercising his dominion over me, and I submit to him, and only to him I give myself unconditionally.

Lilibeth W.
Oslo, Norway, March 2019

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