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A black bow fly came to my house together with a skeleton. Thanks for they are friendly.

Puebla, March 18, 1940

Enormous cockroaches invaded my kitchen. I was afraid that my little son Martin who put everything in his mouth would eat one of those. I tried to kill the cockroaches but they were too many and never end. They were coming and coming. I prayed the Holy Cross for help, and thanks to its divine intervention the cockroaches <…>

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Enrique Fernandez was shitting under a tree, and suddenly a honeycomb fell on his head. He brig this retablo to Saint Jerome thanking him for surviving many stings, although everybody laughs at him.

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I thank Saint Thomas Aquinas with this retablo for Adrienne Barbeau’s talent and beauty. Also, I thank him for keeping her safe during a difficult film shooting in the swampy waters full of snakes and insects.

Fernando Rivera — Mexico City

Gilberto Velazquez was badly infected with lice and was even expelled from the school because of that. The boy thanks the Virgin of San Juan because his grandmother gave him a homemade remedy. All lice were gone, and he didn’t have to go bald.

On a picnic, my daughter followed some butterflies and went far away from us. We were playing and didn’t notice that she wasn’t there. She didn’t know how to return and got very scared. Instead of going back she walked far away. Then she asked the Holy Spirit for help. That moment, a light breeze came up and the seeds of the dandelion that she was holding in her hand flew away. She followed them, and they brought her to where we were searching her.

That beautiful spring day I went for a walk. Suddenly the swarm of bees flew over me. They were flying around and sitting on my body and face. I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for giving me patience to stand still and do not move. I slowly walked to the river and calmly went into the water. Then I swam away from that place as fast as I could so the bees didn’t sting me.

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It was a very hot day so my daughters went to do their homework under the big tree on the hill. They didn’t know there was a wasp honeycomb on a lower branch. When they touched it by accident, the wasp came out very furious. The girls entrusted themselves to Saint Barbara, and the saint protected them. They ran to the house without even one sting. We give thanks for this miracle.

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My daughters and their cousins went to the garden for some fruits but accidentally touched a wasp honeycomb which was hanging on a bottom branch. The wasps were furious, and they flew after the girls. I thank the Virgin of Zapopan because she miraculously protected them and the wasps didn’t sting the girls nor the dog that was walking with them. The girls ran over very much frightened and without fruits, after such an accident.

Mr. Domingo Ramirez was a misanthrope. One day a cloud of black moths flew into his room. Domingo prayed Saint James. He thanks because the moths flew away, and he promises not to be so angry.

Peubla, 1937

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I went with my son to make some visits and we were riding the horse. It was late when we were coming back. The Moon was young, and I couldn’t see anything. By accident I hit a tree with a wasp honeycomb on it. The tree was thin so it shook the honeycomb. The wasps woke up being disturbed and surrounded me. I implored Saint Quiteria so that the wasps wouldn’t attack us. The saint protected us, and the wasps didn’t touch me or the horse. I thank for this miracle.

My wife began to eat in the bed. I hated it because there were a lot of crumbs in the bed. Also she chewed it with so much noise that I couldn’t sleep or watch TV. But the worst thing was that I was on a diet. But thanks to my prayers to the Virgin of San Juan an ant army came to our bed attracted by the food. They bit my wife so she stopped eating in bedroom.

My kitchen was filled with cockroaches. I was spending days killing them but they didn’t end. Thanks to Saint Paschal Baylon a pair of hunting cats come here. They went to my kitchen and began to catch the cockroaches. And I put myself to some other, more nicer things. I dedicate this retablo to Saint Paschal for this miracle.

Rosa Maria Jimenez Baños