Thanks, with your help, I was able to save my doggy Mitzy from an octopus that came from the sea.

I went to put some flowers on the grave of my grandmother Lupita. I stayed at the cemetery till late night contemplating about my troubles. Suddenly some skeletons appeared and invited me to dance with them. I almost fainted of fear. But the skeletons were real gentlemen and hold me. They almost dragged me to their macabre party. I prayed to Saint Michael the Archangel, and he came with his bright sword. The skeletons saw him and ran ashamed and hid themselves in their tombs. I thank for I haven’t gone cuckoo after that.

Help us with this mister.

1920, Zacatlan, my boyfriend was crying a serenade for me, and my daddy got annoyed, went out and started shooting at him. I thank the Holy Child of Atocha for my boyfriend got no bullet and my daddy only shot one mariachi.

The engineer Jose Martinez was going from Guerrero to Tulcingo at 2 a.m. He still had about 20 minutes to go when he saw a flying saucer flying towards him. Probably nothing else happened, but when Jose arrived to Tulcingo turned out two more hours had passed. The following days he discovered in his dreams that he had encounter with beings from another worlds and they inserted a chip in him which gave him—alongside with many abilities useful for the humanity—the gift of healing. He thanks Saint Michael the Archangel.

Tulcingo, 2000

Holy Heart of Jesus, thank you. I was extremely sad and desperate. My nerves were broken. All because my wife left me and took our child. I got drunk and went to Xochimilco—there my wife and I had met. I began to think about our son. Finally I decided to kill myself and jumped to a channel. I didn’t know how to swim so I thought I would drown quickly. But I was saved. Realized what happened, I ask the Holy Heart for forgiveness.

Plutarco Lopez
Mexico City, 1965

Thank you, Virgin of the Solitude, for protecting me at night while I’m working near the bar as a prostitute.

Silvia
Oaxaca, 1960

The Rosales brothers were gathering wood in the mountains when they saw a police car chasing chicken robbers. The slope was steep so the cages were falling out of the truck opening so the chicken got loose. The brothers thanks the Virgin of Zapopan for now every one of them have plenty of chicken.

R. G. enjoyed buying women clothes and wearing it until one day he was caught by his wife. He thanks Saint Elias for she was very understanding and even gives him her clothes now, and their sexual life has been improved greatly.

I liked American football a lot. It was my passion so I was even picked up by the university team. Although I was warned that this kind of sport isn’t for me because of my low stature and light weight. I thank Saint Jude Thaddeus for I realized my mistake in time and left the team before they sent me to the hospital after so many blows. I’d better watch the game as a spectator.

Juan Luna
Mexico City

A giant pig got loose. Thanks for it didn’t eat Luisito.

Luis Ramirez thanks Saint John Bosco with this retablo for not losing his sight after received a tremendous blow during a fight in the ring.

The girl Rosalia Martinez thanks the Virgin of San Juan for her fever went down and she was able to participate in the communion with her classmates. Moreover, her dress was the most beautiful because it was decorated with pearls.