I, Zuleyma Nava, pay with this exvoto thanking for my Piolo stopped whoring and taking bath and jerking his weener with his friend Cholo. I pay with this in gratitude for fulfilling my request. Thanks.

Mexico City, 1989

We thank you, Virgin of Carmel, for saving us from my old lady who wanted to kill us only for chatting and making us comfortable.

Jose and girlfriend, Oaxaca, Mexico

When Elisa and I were engaged, she was so jealous that on the day of the wedding, after the banquet, she was on edge and she died of indigestion. Three years later I decided to marry again. I met a nice beautiful girl, and we got married. After our honeymoon, when we were back, Elisa’s ghost began to appear in our bedroom. She was furious and stared at us with anger. I was frightened, I prayed the Virgin of Zapopan for her soul. I even brought a priest and sprinkled holy water. Her soul rested in peace, and now we can sleep with peace.

Ramiro Balbuena, 1960

I thank you, Virgin of the Rosary, for my husband turned out to be not a weirdo. I caught him in my clothes on, but he only wanted to know my size to get me a present.

Petra, Oaxaca, Mexico, 1980

I, Casimira Sanchez, thank Saint Francis of Assisi because my husband won the booby prize with me. Being so excited in the circus he didn’t even see that a dark black man who stayed near me touched my hand and that three our kids look like him.

Huimanguillo, Tabasco, 2011

I was in despair because my dishes always turned out horrible because I didn’t know how to cook. I asked Saint Paschal Baylon for help. Now my husband is very happy with my food, and he even bought me new pans and pots. Now my dishes come out very delicious, and I give thanks for that.

Josefina Lopez
Michoacan, 1942

It was a cloudy evening, and it was blowing hard. My wife had to give birth bolero due, but we lived far from the town. Our pickup truck broke down half the way. My wife had a terrible pain, and I carried her over the hills with the strong wind blowing me in the face. Our little daughter Teresita was behind us in the darkness without seeing where to go. I was exhausted, Josefina was in a lot of pain. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I invoked the Virgin of Guadalupe, and she gave me strength to go on on and get to the town. My son is called Lupe. I dedicate this retablo for her miracle.

Jasinto N., 1968

My husband changed for the worse. He began to visit bars and ladies of easy virtue. I was afraid to lose him, so I prayed to the Virgin so that he wouldn’t go a bad path. Finally I had an idea. I said to him that if he’d continue to behave naughty, I would not cook for him anymore. And I cook really good. He thought it over and broke off his bad habits. I thank the Virgin of San Juan.

Zapopan, Mexico, 1980

My husband liked to eat in bed while watching TV. It bothered me a lot because he left crumbs and left-overs on the sheets. One warm night we left the window open and a lot of squirrels came to our room. They started to eat the left-overs. I was nervous and began to scream like crazy. My husband chased the squirrels away and closed the window. I thank the Virgin of Zapopan because my husband stopped eating in bed after that. And now is very comfortable to sleep without crumbs.

I bring this retablo to Saint Pascual Baylon and the Virgin of Guadalupe for they sent to Sasha Tokmakov’s cranky and shrew wife the book “Fascinating Womanhood”. After having read it, she realized her mistakes and asked her husband for forgiveness. I promise to be a sweet and understanding wife. I apologize and promise to amend.

Odessa, 2020
Nata Tokmakova

My ex-husband kept bothering me and scaring off my suitors even many years after his death, and you, Virgin of the Solitude, made him go away for ever.

Julia — Oaxaca, Mexico, 1969

Miraculous Black Christ, we thank you for we keep staying together despite our many differences.

Jose Maria & Candida

Virgin of Guadalupe, thanks for you favors. With great pain in my heart but this was my decision—I had left my husband. I love him very much but I couldn’t live like this. I had to obey his orders and let him beat me with sexual objects to get him satisfied because he is a sadomasochist.

Maricarmen Dario
Tijuana, Baja California, Mexico, 1968