Spheres fell down from the sky, and I got cured from my illness.

I went with my daughters to gather some herbs growing almost at the top of the mountain. They were very good for our grandma’s rheumatism. When we were coming down and passing at the narrowest part of the road, some birds, trying to catch insects and small snakes in the rocks, caused a landslide and a rain of stones. Stones were flying around us, but miraculously not one hit us. The stones were falling and tumbled down near us. We thank the Virgin of Zapopan for the miracle of protecting us from this rain of stones.

Valentin Murillo almost died under a rockfall in the mountains. He thanks the Virgin of Zapopan for the miracle that no stone hit him or his donkey.

My daughters and I went to the mountains to gather some herbs for our grandmother. On our way back, a strong wind arose, it started raining and the stones began to fell down. We entrusted ourselves to Saint Liberata, and not even a small stone hit us. After that we descend from the mountains. We were wet, cold, but safe and sound. We thank for this amazing miracle.