I thank Mother Teresa because I got an aspirin from a guy that helped a lot with the pain caused by the lance on my back.

Little Pedrito Rosales stole a bottle of beer from his father, got drunk and got sick. With this retablo he promises to Saint Jerome to not do such shenanigans anymore.

In the wrestling, I met the love of my life. Thank you.

Red Fox

My husband and I dedicate this retablo to the Virgin of Lourdes because she helped us to get a church permission from the monseñor Mario Andrea Arredondo, bishop of Tampico. Without this permission we couldn’t get married since we are cousins.

January 1947, near the Guanajuato river, Tomas Ramirez was attacked by three men—two were beating him and the third man, with a gun, shot him in stomach. Tomas fell unconscious. The bullet remained inside. A surgery was performed to avoid any infection. Tomas entrusted himself to the miraculous image of Saint Francis of Paola and little by little got better. Now he’s offering this retablo to keep the miracle in mind.

On my way back from the market, I was talking with my fired Josefina. We stopped near an abandoned house. Suddenly, a skeleton appeared from the house and tried to catch us. Only thanks to the protection of the Virgin of Zapopan, we managed to escape from this ghost. The Virgin healed us from the fear that kept us for a few days after. We thank for that with this retablo.

The flower pots from the terrace were filled with black widow spiders. I was afraid they might bite my children. I thank the Virgin of San Juan for my neighbor and I managed to kill all the spiders before that.

Macaria Tecanguey brings this retablo to Saint Paschal Baylon thanking him for helping her in the kitchen and making all her dishes so delicious.

Puebla, 1918

I am able to bend lamp posts with ease thanks to the strength I get from Saint Therese.

Vicente Gutierrez offers this retablo to Saint Patrick thanking him because he went to Las Vegas and won the ticket to an Elvis’ concert.

Thank you, Virgin of Guadalupe, for all your favors. I used to climb to the mountains to look at Popocatépetl. One day I fell asleep and fell down injuring my arm and my leg. I couldn’t walk for a while. I dedicate this retablo to the Brown skin girl of Tepeyac.

Mauro Ortiz

I ask to forgive me, Saint Charbel, and I promise to not spend all my money on gambling.

Gaston Cantú

A drunk driver crashed into the gas station where Nicanor Meneses was working. He thanks Saint Cajetan for everybody survived in the fire.