Last night I had a dream a storm was coming. I’ve been having reoccurring dreams that destruction is on its way. I try to chalk to up to coincidence, but why are they so persistent? I was in my car when the sky turned black. In bold red letters Corinthians 3. And then a timer started counting down.
Once it got to 0:00 the skies turned into dark grey clouds. Winds began picking up and cars were being swept away.
This was a storm no one saw coming. It started with the tragedy in Texas. With the flooding and many lives lost that no one had any warning about because Trump cut the funding on weather reporting. My dream suggests another one is coming but I don’t know where it will hit.
In another dream I was driving through a city with thousands upon thousands of protestors on one side and the police forces on the others. There were beautiful signs made, but the streets had been torn up and the police had drones flying down creating terror. Butf the people were still fighting back. I get to the end of the road and it’s blocked by a barricade and no way out.
Echo R.S 