Thanks, Virgin of Guadalupe, because my husband forgave me after seeing me in the arms of a so to say friend of mine. We hadn’t seen each other many years, and I invited her for a drink. We began to toast, and she took me to dance, warmed up after drinking. My husband imagined the worst thing about me and wanted to divorce me. I begged you not to let this happen, and he forgave me. I’m very grateful and bring you this retablo.

Maricela
Mexico, May 18, 1969

I prayed the Virgin of Guadalupe to help me to defend myself from my husband because he was always abusive and when he came home drunk he used to beat me. The Virgin inspired me to start practicing boxing. The other day when he came drunk, I put my gloves on and beat the crap out of him. Since then, he wouldn’t dare to hit me, and I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for that.

I’m a terrible cook. That’s why my mama used to say I’d never get married. But thanks to Saint Paschal I found a husband who cooks marvelously. He adores cooking, and it is his passion. He prepares delicious dishes for me and our kids. I thank Saint Paschal, the patron of cooks.

We were very much worried because my wife Rebecca who was pregnant felt pain in her belly. We wholeheartedly thank Saint Raymond Nonnatus because after four weeks in the hospital, despite being born a month earlier, our little Charlie Benjamin Ruedin was healthy, happy and beautiful, and everything went very well.

Joshua Ruedin — 14/Sep/2015 — Austin, Texas — USA

In 1917 in Chiautempan my buddy caught me on the mat with his wife. He started to shoot at us. I give infinite thanks to Saint Jude because bullets didn’t hit me. She took them all.

Erasmo Ruis

Thank you, Saint Jude, for opening my eyes and letting me see that my husband cheated on me with my friend Chona.

Lulu Ortiz

Domitila Barrientos found a love letter on her old man and beat him up with a broom until he fell down on the floor. She gives infinite thanks to Saint Charbel for he didn’t die because she made a mistake and the letter wasn’t to him.

Puebla, 1917

Help me, Saint Jude, to correct the character of my wife Linda Ortiz.

Victor Paz

I dedicate this retablo to Juan Diego for avoiding that my buddy caught me making out with his wife, because that damned brown-skin girl is so hot. While at it, I ask you for the strength to make more pirouettes with her, without my buddy seeing me stuck in her pussy.

Roberto Garcia / Veracruz, 2018

My husband Ramiro fell in love with the butcher and ran away with him. I beg you, Holy Child of Atocha, not to let him come back. Finally I’m happy.

For all those who sin for love

I thank the blessed souls of the purgatory for meeting this precious woman. Her charm and experience gave me confidence and healed my painful affliction that made my masculine pride suffer. Now I can satisfy my wife without any trouble, and she never found out about my visits to this house of pleasures.

M. R. — Mexico City, 1960

My wife was a primary school teacher. She was teaching in second grade for many years but then she was moved to teach in third grade. She felt so distressed she began to give lessons in her sleep. And I couldn’t sleep listening about the monocotyledons and the dicotyledons. I couldn’t work either because of my lack of sleep. Then I implored the Virgin of Zapopan, and thanks to her my wife relaxed in few days. She doesn’t teach in her sleep anymore, and I can finally sleep peacefully.

I swear I won’t drink anymore. R. C.

I thank the Lord of Chalma for giving me willpower to stop drinking and regain my wife’s love and my kids’ affection who forgave me the pain I caused them with this damned vice of mine when I was wasting all my money in the bar.

Ramon Corona
Cuajimalpa, Mexico, May 10, 1959