I thank Saint Lazarus who saved me from a trouble when a dog fell on my back. It fell off the roof tumbling me down when I was going for some beer. I even came out of soak with this damned fright. Think—if it would have fallen on my neck would I be telling this story? But I got up and am telling it.

A grateful Mexican from Huipulco, Mexico City
September, 2014

Thank you, Virgin, I met a friend the night the jaguar came.

One day I went fishing in my little boat. When I pulled out the net, to my greatest surprise ever, there was a giant squid trapped in it. I’m infinitely grateful to Saint Peter for being able to pull the squid to the boat because it was very heavy and, furthermore, for managing to sell it. I became very famous among the fishermen in the region for my great feat.

Delfino Rios
Baja California Sur, Mexico

A terrible whirlwind ran over the ranch. Thanks, Virgin, for everything was recovered.

I thank Saint Thomas Aquinas with this retablo for Adrienne Barbeau’s talent and beauty. Also, I thank him for keeping her safe during a difficult film shooting in the swampy waters full of snakes and insects.

Fernando Rivera — Mexico City

I was very happy taking the sun at the beach when suddenly hundreds of crabs surrounded me. They were getting closer and closer to me. I thought they were going to attack me all together at once so I jumped away very scared. But then I noticed that it was my radio attracting them. It seemed they enjoyed the music which was very beautiful by the way. I thank the Virgin for this miracle of saving me from being attacked and pinched by those melomaniac crabs.

Every night I had a dream that my cat goes to the Moon and I have to climb a very very high ladder to get him back. The worst part was that I woke up so tired and with such a horrible pain in legs like I was really climbed to the Moon. I thank the Holy Spirit for giving me an idea to take my cat to sleep with me in the bed. The bed is much more comfortable and warmer than the Moon. Now I don’t see this dream about my cat on the Moon anymore.

The pig I was going to kill for the feast chased me. Thanks for he didn’t catch me.

Some crocodiles came from the river to my kitchen. They were very happy staying there. I had no idea how to chase them away. I couldn’t cook beaqcuse I was afraid they bite my leg off. I prayed Saint Paschal Baylon to help me get my kitchen back. He blessed my broom that right away seemed shining. I knew it was a miracle, so I got on a stool and began to swipe the crocodiles out. The blessed power of my broom scared them a lot, and they went away. I give thanks.

There was a never-seen animal living on a tree. Protect it from the people.

The pig Max keeps the animals subdued and makes them bring him corncobs. South Cross, help to cure him.

Antonio and Angelica were fucking in the river when a crocodile attacked them. They implored Saint Nicholas of Bari whom they thank, with this retablo, for saving their lives, although Antonio lost a big toe.

My son Raulito swallowed a spider that seemed to be a very poisonous one. Only by a wonderful miracle of the Holy Virgin of San Juan nothing serious happened to my boy and he only got a stomach pain for a little while.

May 3, 1959