Prepare For War
February 27, 2024 12:56 AM
Naomi C.
Dream Friday 16th February 2024. Naomi C.
I woke from this first dream around 4.30 am and wrote it down soon after. I had said the Lord’s prayer before bed and had spent the entire day before in my garden. I hadn’t been thinking of war or watching anything war related before having this dream. I wasn’t sure if I should share it as dreams can be very strange and I certainly don’t always trust my interpretations. For instance, I have wondered, especially after October 7th, if a previous dream I shared here, about the lights going out at a music festival, might have been about lights as ‘souls’ suddenly going out, but I interpreted it only from a material perspective.
This latest dream, however, had a very clear message, it was a message that I had to pass on in the dream itself.
Dream 1 – Friday Morning 16th Feb 2024:
I was at an event with a lot of people, it was an outdoor setting. It was either a Christmas or New Year celebration. There were two main groups of people gathered. A mostly younger group were dancing exuberantly on a dance floor/grass at a lower level. At a higher level, like a raised deck, another assembled group were watching the dancers below. I was with the group on the higher level. Suddenly, while watching the dancers, the distinct and unexpected words came to me: ‘Prepare for war this year’. I immediately felt the heavy responsibility to communicate these words to another. I didn’t want to, but I did so all the same. I turned and spoke these words twice as a warning to a younger woman standing to the left of me who was watching the dancing with enthusiasm. I was awkward and broken in my speech the first time I tried to relay the words to her, because of strong emotion my throat had choked up. I repeated the words again, much clearer the second time: ‘Prepare for war this year’. I’m not sure if the words were to relay that there would be war this year and to prepare for it, or if it meant to use the year to prepare for war, which could occur later.
The dream ended and I woke up. I asked God for confirmation of the message in this dream, the next night I received another dream.
Dream 2: The following night, Saturday Morning 17th Feb, 2024
In this dream I was in an outdoor marketplace, it had a Dickensian feel, like being on the set of a BBC historical drama, with grubby traders selling in a narrow London Street. The street was a mess and I remember having to climb over piles of junk. Everything seemed very brown and grey, it was a very depressive atmosphere. The traders were selling items individually that would normally be bought in packs. There was strict rationing on the items. The products being sold were so inflated in price that I didn’t purchase anything, but just kept moving through the oppressed and wretched market scene.
The dream ended.
‘And ye shall hear of wars and rumours of wars: see that ye be not troubled: for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet.’ Matthew 24:6
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