Storm Coming, Its Going To Be A Doozy – A voice crying in the wilderness


Storm Coming, Its Going To Be A Doozy

July 19, 2020 12:47 PM
A voice crying in the wilderness.

So I wasn’t going to share this but I think it may either be important or simply redundant, as many are saying similar things.

The only way I know it is from God is because I asked him that he would show me if it was, before I even had the dream—days before.

So this is what I dreamed last night/this morning—today is July 19, 2020.

I was a part of a ministry group, there were several of my friends and my husband involved. We worked out of a building in this gorgeous lush valley. Our center was at one end of the valley in a small town. The building was small, white clapboard, like a church but not a church. For some reason we moved to another location at the other end of the valley in a more isolated area. I don’t remember the reason. For the purposes of the story it wasn’t important. The building we moved into was wooden, inside and out, somewhat similar to the first, with beautiful Tiffany style architectural details and small stained glass windows near the ceilings. There was hardly any furniture and it was mostly just one big room with huge plate glass windows that looked out over the beautiful landscape that had trees of all colors, like you see in the beginning of fall.

I remember at some point we began to notice a storm coming, and in my spirit I sensed the Holy Spirit showing me it was going to be a doozy, even the clouds looked unusual. I hurried everyone indoors as we watched these horrible black clouds literally rolling in like an ocean wave, but we had peace and began, once inside, to pray. As we were praying, each of us, quietly in our hearts, tornadoes began to form, one after another, coming from all directions and seemed to cris-cross our valley at every random angle.

Each time a tornado would head our way we would pray and it would go on around or dissipate. We could see the small town and we saw our old building get decimated, along with most of the town. We continued in this manner for a little while, and the tornadoes came closer and closer together in timing, at one point I paused praying and looked out the window and noticed that the ground was getting smaller beneath us.

One of the tornadoes had picked up our building. We did not panic, but since God had saved us from so many other tornadoes we prayed that when we came down we would have a soft landing. And we did. We skidded to a stop almost on top of our old torn up building. The buildings were practically touching. Some of the pieces of the old building were under the new. There was only minor damage to the new one. We were thankful for our safety but we were happy realizing that the pieces of the old building could be used to repair and add onto the new one. There was excitement as we prepared for the next thing God had for our ministry.

Then I woke up. At first I didn’t think there was anything of significance to the Dream, but the power of God and his intervention, and the incredible beauty of the place made me realize he gave me the dream for a reason.

A voice crying in the wilderness.

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  1. Yes sister, your dream is def from God. Thanks for sharing, it’s confirming. As you said, multiple points the Spirit is making reverberate through Body; some connections with a dream I had, another one from brother Joe Joe Dawson (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W4pm7LD4Nb8)

  2. White bird

    I also had a dream where a group of believers was lifted up in a bus during a storm. I guess a tornado lifted us up but I didn’t see outside the windows. I prayed in the Spirit and demanded all cracks to heal, and a broken window became whole again. We were all amazed at that and that’s when the dream ended.

  3. gustolphusadolphus

    “…trees of all colors like you see in the beginning of Fall” points to the September-November period that Pastor Dana Coverstone was warned about. Others have seen 111 (November 1) and 1111 (November 11, the 400th anniversary of the Mayflower Compact. BRACE YOURSELF!!

  4. Pam

    I had a dream the last week of February about tornadoes. I live in Texas. In this dream, my husband and I had invited this couple over for a cookout. This is a couple that we don’t socialize with. There were tornado warnings out that the news had forecast as having the potential of an F6. We were at our home, although inside and outside it did not look like our house. I was worried because our house had no safe place. We went out to put the food on the grill. I looked up and multiple tornadoes were heading our way; one being massive. I said we need to find someplace to go, but my husband was busy fussing over the other couple. The next thing I knew, I was in this huge round metal culvert. I think I was the only one in there. I woke up then. The scene of all those tornadoes coming at once is burned into my memory. I felt that this is something that will happen. I had never heard of an F6; so I looked it up. It has wind speeds of 300 +mph.

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