We love our aerobic classes because we can praise the lord and we loose weight at the same time.

A group of skeletons played salsa on our roof. They rehearsed preparing for the Day of the Dead celebration. They were making a lot of unbearable noise—they were lousy musicians and the singer was completely out of tune. We prayed the Virgin of Zapopan, and a strong wind came thanks to her. It blew so strong, the skeletons began to lose their bones carrying by the wind. Their ribs flew away, so they got scared, got together the rest of their bones and ran away looking for a more quite place. And we got peace and silence after all.

I am grateful to Saint Bridgette because the aliens need a private chef to cook yummy food so they abducted me.

The boy Rafael Vasquez loved his kitten very much. But one day the kitten ate the father’s parrot. Rafael thanks Saint Francis for his father didn’t put the kitten to sleep.

After many nights spent guarding, Guadalupe Gomez M. finally caught and enchained a cadejo (woman nagual) that used to kill and stole her animals. The cadejo looked like a pig. Guadalupe tied her with a special magic rope made of horse hair so she wouldn’t run away, because it was long after midnight. Early at the morning this pig started to scream and tried to escape, because it began to turn into human with sunrise. Her skin began to fall down. It meant that her end was near. Guadalupe thanks the Virgin of Guadalupe for help.

It happened on March 21, 1908, at the Echegaray village, Pijijiapan, Chiapas.

I went to the park every morning with an excuse of exercising in order to look at one pretty girl. She was exercising there. Unfortunately, one day she took her dog out. When the dog noticed me spying on her, it attacked me. I didn’t know how to escape and prayed to the Virgin of Zapopan for help. That moment the dog stopped chasing me. I thank the Virgin and promise to not spy anymore.

Carmelo Diaz
Zapopan, 1998

Dominga Lezama brings this retablo to Saint Anthony thanking for she managed to find a husband in her age when she had already put herself in old maids.

Zacatlan, 1927

I thank Saint Quiteria of Frexeiras for delivering my husband from those damned brothels.

Luisa Pereira de Araujo
Olinda, Pernambuco

My son Ramon was dying of a grave illness. The Virgin saved his life.

Rosa M.
20–Sep.–1970

Sandra Mendiola suffered a lot because her armpits were always sweaty and smelly. No deodorant was helping her. She gives thanks to San Charbel for after many prayers she found a solution using mix of nopal and vaseline. She doesn’t smell or wet her blouse anymore.

I was cleaning my son’s room and put all his stuff in a box. I was going to put it in the storeroom but when I opened the door dozens of bats flew out. They got all over the house. I was scared that they might drink our blood or infect us with rabies. I didn’t know what to do and I prayed to the Virgin of Zapopan. Thanks to her the bats escape through the opened door at the kitchen and the windows and went into the neighbor’s house. Thanks.

Virgin of Guadalupe, I dedicate this ex-voto in the name of all those women cowardly killed in Ciudad Juarez, Chihuahua. I ask, with all my heart, to repose their souls in the paradise, for the sake of their families’ comfort.

January 25, 2004

Since my cousin came to live with me, she was constantly flirting with my boyfriend. She used to put her mini-skirt every time he was coming to me. I’m thanking the Virgin of San Juan for my cousin moved back to her town and my boyfriend never payed her attention. I’m feel myself calm and happy now.

Azucena Godínez
Tlaxcala, Tlaxcala