A dead plays with the boy Luis. Thanks for he doesn’t hurt him.

Azucena gives infinite thanks to the Virgin of Guadalupe for helping her to find a job as a prostitute to make money for her son’s heart surgery whom she loves so much. She asks you to always protect her in her job, Virgin.

January 25, 1999, Mexico

Mr. Mario Rosales came home and found his little son at the bottom of the pool. He gives infinite thanks to Child of Atocha with the present retablo for he saved him in time and the son didn’t have consequences.

We thank Jesus Malverde because the cartel people brought the Christmas presents to the children, as they do every year.

Los Mochis, Sinaloa, Mexico, 2018

In Puebla, 1940, doña Juquina Benitez’ son got sick with jaundice, and it became very grave. No remedy would help him, and she entrusted him to the Child of Atocha. The next day the painter Frida visited them. She brought some medicine and a puppy, and the boy was cured. She gives infinite thanks for that.

The girl Lupita Corona was bitten by an evil dog when she was leaving the bakery shop. She went home, and her mother took care of her. But the fever wouldn’t go away, and they told her that the dog was rabid and the girl should be taken to the doctor. But the doctor said that the girl was about to die. Seeing her daughter’s trouble, she entrusted her to the Holy Mary of Guadalupe, promising wholeheartedly to order this retablo, because her daughter was suffering a lot. After that she began her recovery. Thanks to you now she’s alright. I bring you the promise for the received miracle.

Eternally grateful señora Lupe Hernandez and señor Jose Demetrio Corona
Guanajuato, 2–Nov–1941

When we went for a picnic, we climbed a mountain and found a perfect place, almost like a cradle, to put our baby in while we were arranging things. But it turned out to be an eagle nest. Thank to the Virgin the animal thought it was his own son and didn’t hurt him. We dedicate this retablo to the Holy Virgin of Guadalupe for such a great miracle.

I’m sorry for taking advantage of our neighborhood ice-cream man’s distraction. I thank the God of Machete for showing me that one can be cool without stealing. I’m sorry, mr. ice-cream man!

1st. generation Ph. D. Anthropolooney

I thank the Divine Providence because my daughter Rosita doesn’t have nightmares anymore.

Sra. Rosita Mendez
Mexico City, 1961

When my husband died, I was inconsolable. After having felt a horrible pain, then came the worries that I couldn’t support my two children only by myself. But this year the fruit trees gave a very abundant crop. The Holy Spirit enlightened me not to sell the fruits but to make jam and jelly which I could sell for a higher price than the fruits. Now I realize that the tragedies take a part of you but also make you stronger.

I dedicate this small retablo to the God of the Park for getting alive from the rusty playground. I got 5 stitches in my leg, I didn’t feel pain but was very scared.

Story of a 10 years old young man

I got a message that my grandmother was seriously ill in a neighboring village and that I had to hurry to see her. As it was very late and there was no bus, I decided to walk with my kids. It was a long way, and my son who was still very young, was tired. I was exhausted as well because I had to carry the baby. Then a friendly and beautiful nagual appeared to us. He told us not to worry, that my grandmother was better and we could take a rest. We sat down for a while, and the luminous nagual surrounded by shiny insects told us beautiful stories. Having rested, we continue our journey, and when we arrived my grandmother was much better and very happy to see us. I thank the Virgin for this miracle.

I thank for it all was a dream when I fell asleep under the brugmansia tree, and the devil didn’t take my little sister.

Mexicali, 2020