Krishna and villagers herding cows in the storm

Krishna convinced the villagers to worship their bountiful local mountain, Govardhana, instead of the rain-god Indra who subsequently became enraged at not receiving his regular worship.

Soon, amidst dreadful roaring, destruction-bearing stormclouds as big as mountains began covering over the sky. The heavy clouds rampaged about like a herd of elephants. They slithered across the sky like crocodiles or snakes. They made the day like night. They flung down torrents not in separate drops but in streams, as though spouted from an elephants trunk. To those below it seemed as thought the very ocean, boundless and fathomless, had risen into the heavens.à Seeing the downcast faces of the herders and the havoc brought on the herds by this vast storm, Krishna became incensed. Then he thought exultantly, "I shall lift up Govardhana!" Krishna, whose strength was vast; Krishna, himself like a mountain; Krishna, Vishnu on earth, then calmly lifted up the hill with his hand. Loose rocks were sent crashing down, and trees were uprooted by the jolt. Its crags were revolving and falling all about, but the hill nonetheless ascended to the skies. "Does that hill have wings?" wondered the gods overhead.
From the Harivamsa, 5th century