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

I was a very jealous man. My jealousy went to extremes when I saw my beautiful wife reading a letter. I thought it was from a lover. The demon of jealousy clouded my mind and made me take the gun and point it to my wife. But then I felt two small hands pulling the gun aside. Later I found out that the letter was from my wife’s grandmother. I realized it was the Virgin who sent a little angel to save me from this horrible crime. My wife forgave me for being such an idiot.

I was a very jealous man. My jealousy went to extremes when I saw my beautiful wife reading a letter. I thought it was from a lover. The demon of jealousy clouded my mind and made me take the gun and point it to my wife. But then I felt two small hands pulling the gun aside. Later I found out that the letter was from my wife’s grandmother. I thank the Holy Spirit for sending a little angel to save me from this horrible crime and for my wife forgave me for being such an idiot.

I dedicate this retablo to Saint Jude Thaddeus because the letter from this stupid Carlos, my fiancé, made me laugh so much. He wrote me about our disengagement. But he had no idea how many men went through my bed enjoying me and sipping the whiskey bought with his money.

The day I got that fatal letter I couldn’t believe my eyes. The words pierced my heart like sharp knives causing me a tremendous pain. I decided that my life was over. But the Virgin of the Solitude took pity on me and eventually calmed me. She brought, miraculously, relief to my broken heart. I thank the Virgin because my life began to have sense again.