Rain event at Junk Bay

The Hong Kong project was near its end.  My wife had joined me, and I had two more seismic traverses to do, both on the hills around Junk Bay.  It would take only a half day, but rain clouds were hovering over Hong Kong island.  It was generally regarded that if rain threatened Hong Kong, it would be raining in Junk Bay.

Nonetheless, we headed out to the Junk Bay area in hopes that the rain would hold off until we could finish our work out there.

As Junk Bay came into view, our Chinese crew let out a loud groan.  Dark, lowering clouds hovered over Junk Bay, but it was not raining.

We had a half-mile walk to the traverse site, down a steep hill in which steps had been cut, followed by an uphill climb.

As we walked the hundred yards to the beginning of the descent, a light rain started.  Pausing there, I hesitated.  The rain grew slightly heavier.

Then I recalled about the Christian teaching about taking a step of faith, I made a short, silent prayer and stepped forward.

Instantly the rain stopped.

We walked to the work site and completed the traverse, with no rain.

As we walked back to the car, it began raining a little.  Silently, I prayed that while I didn’t mind the rain, the workers were with me to do a job, and the rain was a nuisance.

The rain stopped.

As we arrived at the second traverse location, the rain started again, somewhat heavier. Silently I prayed, ‘Lord, please stop the rain.’

It kept raining.

I prayed further: “Lord, in Jesus’ Name, please stop the rain.’

The rain lightened a little, so I knew that God had heard the prayer.  But what else did He want from me?

Then I remembered.

While it was still raining I prayed, ‘Lord, thank you for stopping the rain.’

Instantly the rain stopped.  I immediately said, “OK, let’s go to work.”

We completed the traverse without a sprinkle.

As we were walking back to the car, it started drizzling.  I turned to my foreman, and said, “Harry, it’s going to rain now.”

Harry replied, “That’s OK, we’ve finished the work.”

I repeated, “Yes, but it’s going to rain.”

We didn’t get more than a quarter mile down the road, when the rain came down, so heavy that Harry had to reduce speed to about 30 MPH.


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