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https://sugandhmalhotra.com/2024/08/07/jnwh5eziAnd, so they looked at me and they looked at the rain, and they looked at me. I just stood there saying nothing, but inside I was praying furiously. I do not mind telling you that I was scared. I was by myself in a highly emotional setting, with the signs of the other god(dess) bearing down on us. This was now a power encounter between God and Pachamama. And, so, I stood there and prayed. And the rain came closer, and we began feeling the first few faint drops and the rise in humidity, and the curtain of rain was almost upon us. Then the miracle happened. The rain split in two pieces and went by on the walls of the canyon, but the clouds were still overhead. Suddenly, the clouds split open a little and a beam of sunlight came through and landed right on the roof! And, without thinking or planning, I spoke in a voice that did not even sound like mine to my ears. And I said that God had shown that He had blessed the roof. And they looked at me, and they looked at the rain passing by without touching us, and they started to lay the roof.
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I know enough science to know that the skeptics can find all sorts of reasons that explain my two stories. But, frankly, my experiences in remote South America have taught me that there are indeed things that go bump in the night and powers that are not friendly to God or His Kingdom. I will, however, point out that the Quechua, who still live as part of nature and not against it, know all the common and uncommon weather patterns of that area. And, their judgment was that this was no common or uncommon weather pattern, but something totally unexpected. They had planned the roof raising for a time when all their experience said that there would not be any rain to worry about. They would not have blinked at even an uncommon weather pattern. But, the pattern that came was so untoward and so timed for the exact event of the ceremonial laying of the first roof tile that they knew that something else was happening.
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