Thank you, my Angel, for hearing my laments in which I asked you to deliver me from this painful torture distressing my heart. Thank you for tearing my sorrow heart off. Now I have no pain, no sorrow, there’s nothing inside me anymore. Now there’s only you, my God, in my life.

July 2002

I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for viagra. It let me keep enjoying the life and women.

Jesus Medina
Mexico City — January 19, 2000

June 15, 1968, I was buying vegetables at the market, when a crazy woman stole my baby. I was crying desperately and prayed to the Virgin of San Juan. I was lucky because two market women caught that crazy woman and brought my baby back. I thank the saint patroness.

Teresa Martinez de Rodriguez

My mother-in-law always criticized my food because she didn’t like me as a daughter-in-law. It was very difficult for me when we were eating. I was in such despair so I entrusted myself to Saint Paschal, and little by little she changed her attitude towards me. Now she even admits that I cook very well and we live and peace.

Avelina Ramos
Cholula, Puebla

I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for saving me the other night when a skeleton tried to fuck me.

On the day of my wedding, I panicked and had serious doubts about my future. I didn’t want to go to the church, so my family tried to force me because they liked my husband-to-be so much. My little brother was particularly anxious to pull me out because he couldn’t wait to get my room. My mother literally dragged me to the church, and I thanks Saint Anthony for she did so. Now I’m very happy with my beloved husband. He treats me like a queen and loves me much as I love him.

Pancracio y Teofilo Castillo, the agave farmers, thank Saint Isidor Labourer for a great miracle of saving their agave plantation. Their plants were in danger because of a terrible plague, and they could lose everything. But now their agaves consider the best ones in the region.

The municipality of Tequila, Jalisco, Mexico

The neighbor’s dogs came and eat up the dinner that I was preparing, while I went to answer the phone. I was very angry and I began kicking them out with a broom. But then I saw their hungry faces, and it touched my heart. Now I bring the leftovers to the patio so the dogs could eat, because my neighbor starves them.

I was very lonely by the vicissitudes of fate, and I felt totally forsaken. Then an angel began to visit me. He brought me consolation, and I gave him flowers. He brought me a light of hope […]

The Day of the Dead, in front of the tavern, some skeletons asked me to take them in my carriage for a romantic ride under the moonlight. Since I was pretty drunk and they offered me enough money, I agreed to take them. I thank the Virgin of San Juan for it didn’t occur to them to take me to their graves at the dawn.

Julio Garcia brings this retablo to Saint John Bosco in gratitude for helping him to win the bowling tournament arranged by the company where he works.

I thought my husband snored a lot. I couldn’t stand this noise. But one day when my husband was away I heard the same snore. I looked under my bed in fear and found out it was a house demon who slept calmly and snored with all his might. I sprinkled some holy water under the bed, and the devil ran away frightened. I thank the Virgin of Zapopan because the devil didn’t come back. My husband is also grateful to the Virgin because he thought that it was me who snored.