The Kreupasanam Marian Shrine was teeming with devotees, a sea of faces marked by grief, desperation and faith. In the crowded hall, a line of people eagerly awaited their turn to give their testimonials, sharing stories of ‘miracles’ that had changed their lives. Their voices, sometimes cracking with emotion, filled the air with tales of miraculous healings, unexpected financial blessings and deliverance from addiction. As they spoke, the crowd listened intently, tears streaming down many faces, moved by the power of the ‘divine interventions’. On the other side, a solemn procession formed a queue before a priest, who was carrying a vessel of holy water. One by one, he blessed each devotee, pouring the ‘sacred water’ on to their heads, murmuring prayers for healing and relief. The mood was hysteric and the atmosphere was thick with the scent of incense and the sound of sobs, as people brought their problems—grief, diseases, debt, and addictions—before the altar, seeking solace and redemption.