May 7, 1865
On 7th of May the whole Island had to gather in the town of Alameda to receive the blessing. Everything was ready for the function, but the sky was cloudy and threatened to rain. I was afraid that the devil would interfere to spoil the function; and, in the name of my Beloved I besought the clouds and the winds, the weather and the air. We were more than three thousand persons walking in procession towards the town; we had a journey of one hour and a half, it was threatening to rain, and I was worried. “Clouds, do not give me trouble. Obey the voice of God who forbids you to send rain.” And my Beloved answered: The clouds will not trouble us; on the contrary, they help us. Don’t you see the peaceful atmosphere, the good weather? The heat would have burnt us up on this road, and the clouds have become our umbrella and sunshade.
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