My throat was inflamed and I couldn’t sing. I almost lost my voice. I entrusted myself, with great devotion, to the Holy Child Doctor of the Ill to heal me. The Child helped me, and now I’m singing again and eve better than ever. I thank for that with this retablo.

Lucha Gituerrez — Chihuhua, 1938

Holy Child of Atocha, I thank you for granting me the miracle of healing my husband from this COVID-19 contagion.

Grateful wife L.G.M.
Mexico City, June 7, 2020

Lord of Chalma, I thank you for delivering me from dying being shot by my girlfriend’s father when he caught me painting a graffiti on his house. I was so fucking scared I got diarrhea that wouldn’t stop for fifteen days. Now I’m fine, and I promise not to do this again.

Angel V.
Barrio Norte, Mexico City, February 14, 1999

Health, wisdom and strength

Saint Jude, my other believes in you very much, that’s why I dedicate you my hair so you would help her to overcome her cancer. Thanks for curing her and leaving her with us. Do not leave her.

Itzayana Tarelo
Zamora, Michoacan, 13/07/2020

My son Manuel went to New York few years ago looking for a job. After much struggle, he managed to open his own small taco shop. But few weeks ago he got sick with coronavirus. I thank Saint Jude Thaddeus with this exvoto because he’s already recovered and got out from the hospital. I beg for the health of the Mexican fellow countryman who are infected and are suffering so far from their land and their families.

2020

To Our Lady of the Solitude, I give thanks because my godfather Rufino’s legs got better and he’s back to the field.

Chole Perez

Demetrio Chavez was about to have a drink with his buddy in the pulqueria bar, when he felt a terrible pain in the stomach. The pain was so strong he felt like dying. He thanks Saint Martin with this retablo for he has been cured.

Tlaxcala, 1930

The devil pricked my head with his trident. It caused me a terrible pain. and I couldn’t do anything, only sat quietly in semi-darkness suffering. I prayed to Saint Peter Martyr who had suffered more than I. The saint took pity upon me, and now I don’t have any pain. I give infinite thanks.

Carmen Amparo Rios
Puebla ’83

Victor and Cesar Martinez, we dedicate this to Saint Francis because we were fucking scared when that damned nagual appeared to us and gave us a tremendous chase. It even made us sober up and shit so tremendously that nothing could stop it. But now we are safe and healthy. We promise not to drink anymore.

San Francisco Chimapla, State of Mexico
October 4, 1990

Saint patroness of Oaxaca, queen of the Oaxacans, Holy Virgin of the Solitude, in these times of crisis, illness, I implore you to help. Holy Mother, help your town, do not leave us and protect us from this evil. Give us hope and hear your sons calling you before this devastating pandemic. Protect us, Holy Virgin, I beg you.

May 31, 2020

I was feeling little bit sick and went to bed early. Suddenly I saw all the cats from the neighborhood flying around me. My cats were flying as well, and they looked beautiful with wings. Nevertheless, I had a strange feeling about it. I supposed cats didn’t fly, and I became afraid I was going mad. I prayed to the Virgin of Zapopan, and she heard my prayers. Everything returned to normal—my cats landed on the floor and the other ones disappeared. I thank for this.

Thank you, Virgin, for the miracle of curing me from a deadly illness.

Pedro Morales, 11–Nov.–90

Maria Concepcion Andrade, devoted to the Virgin of San Juan, brings this retablo with great devotion asking for the recovery of the painter Frida. She thanks for that in advance.

Mexico, 1945