I thank Saint Paschal because, this season of chiles en nogada, I was selling them very good. Many people ask me what’s the secret of its taste. And I answer that it’s the love I put into them while cooking and my eternal devotion to Saint Paschal.

Carmelita Reyes

Cholula, Puebla

We were finishing to rise up the circus tent when suddenly the divine image of Saint Bartholomew miraculously appeared without anyone noticing where it came from. The strongmen of the Espintla circus testify what happened, with this exvoto.

Coatepec, 2000

Thanks to invisible birds that sang so sweetly for me that night!

I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe with the present retablo for being able to become a teacher of indigenous languages. It fills me with pride that I teach kids the beauty of our native languages. I ask for the people take more interest in preserving them because they are part of our history and our Mexican roots.

Veracruz, Mexico

Thanks to the cosmos for the energy given not only for working but for my wonderful grand-daughters as well!

Teodoro Martinez has a relationship with two Venusians. We are deeply in love, and they came to live in my house.

Oaxaca, September 9, 1969

Thank you, Virgin of Guadalupe, because I met Pancho, a boatman, in Acapulco. I’m going to take him to New York with me.

Lynda Smith

My husband Roman H. S. is a drunkard, womanizer, party goer and gambler. I beg you, Virgin of Guadalupe, deliver him from going to hell.

One day my crew and I went for our regular tuna fishing. In order to catch more fish, we went far away to the sea with no idea that we’d caught in a storm. I wholeheartedly thank Saint Peter who took care of us, because we all were scared of dying, since the storm was terrifying, but thanks to his protection we managed to get back on firm ground and to our families.

Federico Muñoz — Baja California, Mexico

We give thanks to the Holy Lord of Chalma for getting my son Jose Juan through a dangerous heart surgery when he was between life and death.

The Gonzalez family
Santa Fe, Mexico, April 27, 1985

My children and I give infinite thanks to Our Lady of Guadalupe for taking care of us on our way across the border because the guide who took us to the United States betrayed and left us alone in the desert. But thanks to her divine help we managed to get through it.

Sonora, Mexico

Spheres fell down from the sky, and I got cured from my illness.

I saw that a storm was about to start, and I ran to shelter the animals because my husband slept like a log. I got them under the roof but couldn’t ran to the house myself because a heavy rain with hail broke out. So I made myself comfortable among the animals, and I must confess, I have never slept so good as that nigh. I give thanks to Saint Francis because now when I really need to rest I come to sleep with them, as far as possible from my husband snoring.