My kitchen was filled with so gigantic rats that even my cat was afraid of them. I thank the Virgin of San Juan for we managed to get rid of them before they bit us or eat our stock of food.
Retablo by Maya Prieto Salazar
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My kitchen was filled with so gigantic rats that even my cat was afraid of them. I thank the Virgin of San Juan for we managed to get rid of them before they bit us or eat our stock of food.
Retablo by Maya Prieto Salazar
My small tavern is always full because I am, in all modesty, a terrific cook. But when I close my place at night, here come my favorite clients—stray dogs.I feed them with the leftovers. I thank Saint Francis because during the day I earn money and get praised for my dishes and during the night I receive gratitude and caress.
Retablo by Maya Prieto Salazar
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.
Retablo by Maya Prieto Salazar
I was taking my children to the school. We decided to use a short-way—through the Estrella rancho. Suddenly a giant bull started chasing us. My children jumped over the fence, and I, being very fat, couldn’t do it. I prayed to the Virgin of San Juan and by pure miracle I felt light as a feather. I jumped on the fence at ease although it was painful to fell over the fence because all my weight came back to me right away. Nevertheless, I was saved from the bull, and I’m thanking the Virgin.
Retablo by Selva Prieto Salazar
My son Manuel had a congestion because he went swimming right after having a meal. He fainted and went straight to the bottom of the lake. I thank the Virgin of the Rosary who sent a dog that pull the boy out of the water before he drowned. My son is all right now, and the dog has become our pet. We thank the Virgin.
Retablo by Maya Prieto Salazar
My horse cured me and indicated to me that I shouldn’t drink medicine anymore.
Eliza H.
1971
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
The police came to the Elsa Camargo’s house because her neighbors were complaining that she kept many cats and it stank a lot. She thanks Saint Joseph for they didn’t take all of her cats away because, otherwise, she would have died of a broken heart.
Retablo by Blakkie
Juanita Garcia went to the river to do her laundry. Suddenly she felt very sleepy. She didn’t notice that she’d seated under a brugmansia tree. She started seeing strange things in her dream. Suddenly she saw the Virgin of the Rosary who told her “Wake up, my daughter! Wake up immediately! If you don’t wake up now, you’ll never do.” Juanita heard her dog barking and woke up. She thank the Virgin for saving her, because they say who falls asleep under a brugmansia tree will never wake up again.
Retablo by Selva Prieto Salazar
The Flores brothers noticed a cow that was taken by a river. They thank the Virgin for they saved her and now this godsend cow gives them a lot of milk.
Retablo by Maya Prieto Salazar
Rufino Orozco from Ciudad Guzman, Jalisco, offers this retablo to the Virgin of San Juan for the miraculous save when he was almost killed goring dangerously and deadly by a bull when he fancied himself as a torrero.
October 15, 1940
Retablo by Alfredo Vilchis
I dedicate this painting to the Virgin Mary because I got two beautiful horses that get along really well.
Retablo by Javier Mayoral
My life was so boring and tedious that I began to dream at nights that I was a beautiful mermaid and my doggy also became a small fish. Together, we swam through the marvelous underwater world. I thank the Holy Spirit for sending me these dreams. Now I’m feeling myself full of energy and much happier.
Retablo by Maya Prieto Salazar
I went on vacation during the Holy Week. I was passing along the beach when I saw two very handsome guys playing in the sea. I start flirting with them and accidentally step on a lobster. The lobster pinched my leg, defending itself. I thank Jesus Nazarene for the cut wasn’t very serious. I promise not to flier on holy days.
Adelaida Ortega
Merida, Yucatan
Retablo by Flor Palomares