With all my heart, I thank the Virgin of the Solitude for curing my son Pancrasio. He got a bullet in his left leg during a shooting with the troops. I thank with this retablo for he’s alright now.
Encarnacion Campos — Durango, 1918
— tagged with “shooting”
With all my heart, I thank the Virgin of the Solitude for curing my son Pancrasio. He got a bullet in his left leg during a shooting with the troops. I thank with this retablo for he’s alright now.
Encarnacion Campos — Durango, 1918
Retablo by Flor Palomares
1920, San Jeremias, my buddy caught me with his wife on a mat. He started to shoot at us. I give infinite thanks to the Holy Child of Atocha who protected me so no bullet hit me. She took them all, and I escaped.
T. C.
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández
Saint Charbel, thank you. There were five of us hiding in a trench. When we saw the Dorados of Villa coming we went out screaming that we gave up. Right away I got a bullet in my chest and fell down. I survived by a miracle. I was lucky that the bullet came through and didn’t touch my heart. My four comrades, however, were killed. I thank Saint Charbel with this retablo for getting alive.
Elpidio Barrios
Torreon
Retablo by Viridiana Canseco Hernández
1915, San Jeremias, my buddy caught me with his wife on a mat. He started to shoot at us. I give infinite thanks to the Holy Child of Atocha who protected me so no bullet hit me. She took them all.
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández
The 34 thanks the Brown-skin Virgin for saving his life from the bullets of his adversaries.
08-04-2018
Zamora, Michoacan
Retablo by Itzayana Tarelo Licea
1939, my buddy caught me with his wife. He started to shoot at us. I give infinite thanks to Saint Raymond because bullets didn’t hit me. She took them all, and I only got scared.
Macario M.
Mexico, 1939
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández
Caledonia Ruiz was giving birth and got scared by some villistas who were shooting. She prayed to the Virgin of the Solitude, and the baby was born well. She gives infinite thanks with this retablo.
Cerritos, San Luis Potosi, 1914
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández
Enrique Perez woke up with a thief in his room. He thanks Saint James with this retablo for he managed to grab his gun and shoot him.
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández
There were a cockfight during the town holiday. But one day the audience started to shoot, and a boy was wounded. The Rodriguez family thanks the Virgin of San Juan for his recovery.
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández
Because of rumors my father didn’t accept my boyfriend and even forbade me to see him. But I still met with him secretly. However, one night my father caught us in my bedroom. He was furious, he grabbed his pistol to shoot my boyfriend. I implored Saint Raymond Nonnatus to not let a tragedy happen. The pistol misfired, and my boyfriend managed to escape. Afterwards, I spoke with my father, and he ended up liking my boyfriend. I dedicate this ex-voto for such a great miracle.
Sara Flores — Mexico, 1960
Retablo by Flor Palomares
1925, in Apisaco my husband caught me with my friend and started to shoot at us. I give infinite thanks to Saint Charbel because no bullet hit me, my friend took them all. Now he is at the cemetery and the other on is in the jail.
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández
Joaquin Martinez lost his job. He had no money to feed his family. He was so desperate he went to rob the people on a bus treating them with a pistol. He got into the bus and fired a shot. A girl fell down. Joaquin got frightened and prayed to the Holy Heart of Mary because he didn’t want to end up as a murderer. The girl wasn’t wounded but fainted of fear. Joaquin apologized to the passengers and left the bus.
November 15, 1958
Retablo by Medora García
1914, in Chiautempan, my buddy caught me on the mat with his wife. He started to shoot at us. I give infinite thanks to Saint Pancras because bullets didn’t hit me. She took them all.
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández