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Protected from a Wild Tornado Attack

Here is a picture of a dramtic and powerful tornado and supercell thunder storm passing through some isolated countryside at sunset, picture for illustration.

Here is a short true story of how Arkansas was hit by a tornado but how prayers protected them. At around 2:45 pm on March 1, 1997, Arkadelphia, Arkansas, was hit by a tornado that decimated the town. A clock in the church office fell to the floor and spilled its batteries, freezing the moment forever.

Mark Overturf, a deacon in the Trinity Temple church, saw the tornado forming, and sat down with his wife in their living room to pray quickly, then ran into their infant son’s bedroom in the middle of the house. Both neighboring houses were extensively damaged, but their home was protected.  

They figured out that it was the power of prayers in their crisis that kept them safe.

A promise from the Holy Book says in Psalm 91:10 No harm will overtake you; no disaster will come near your tent.”

A tornado is a violently rotating column of air that is in contact with both the surface of the Earth and a cumulonimbus cloud or, in rare cases, the base of a cumulus cloud. The windstorm is often referred to as a twister, whirlwind or cyclone, often visible in the form of a condensation funnel originating from the base of a cumulonimbus cloud, with a cloud of rotating debris and dust beneath it. Most tornadoes have wind speeds less than 110 miles per hour (180 km/h), are about 250 feet (80 m) across, and travel a few miles (several kilometers) before dissipating. They can even pick up houses and cars as easily as matchboxes!

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