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The Great Gathering Storm
Some time ago, the Lord gave me a dream of a great storm that was headed toward the United States. This storm began forming way out in the distance over the Ocean, and over time, it grew until it was a massive monster.
I could see many different clouds. Clouds that came from many different places, some appeared to come from different nations, and they were all exceedingly black and ominous. Over time, these clouds gathered and became one mass.
Slowly, it advanced.
This storm, over time, formed a wall. It nearly touched the ocean surface, hovering close to the water, and went way up into the sky as high as I could see.
I knew that it would eventually come and make landfall at one point in the future, but I didn’t know exactly when.
Time went by…. And I watched…
Eventually, the storm became so gigantic that it was nearly the size of the width of the whole nation, from Southern California to Washington State.
Then, one day, the air began to stir… I knew that the headwinds were about to hit landfall, and with it, the skies grew dark and rain began to fall upon the land.
I was lifted high above the nation and saw it from a distance as if I were looking at a map of the continental United States. I saw riots in several large cities, fires burning buildings, tempests both on land and sea, earthquakes hitting several places in the nation, and tornadoes landing one after the other. They were everywhere. There wasn’t one place that was not affected. Every state had been hit as if it were from the hand of the almighty, passing judgment upon the land and people.
It was obvious that God was shaking up the nation, and it would come in a variety of ways, hitting as if it were all at once. I found it hard to focus on any one specific point or location, and they were all going on simultaneously at the same time, all across the United States. My eyes were darting from one end of the country to the other, and I couldn’t tabulate any order, sequence, or number of calamities to even begin to count. I remember specifically looking near Chicago and the surrounding area, which had been particularly hard hit. It appeared to have started there first.
I believe that it was the intention of God to humble us.
I stood outside and watched until the gales from the wind began to hit my face with such force that I could no longer remain out in it to watch. The wind became so violent that I went inside and shut the door.
Inside were boxes of supplies, and I remember having te strongest impression that because I had prepared, things would be ok and I was at peace. And the dream ended.
In another dream, I saw that the government was telling everyone that the economy was fine and that everything was moving along a usual, except God showed me that it wasn’t. There was a huge shortage of food everywhere… Except when you turned on the TV all you could see were commercials of great manufacturing as if we had plenty, and yet it was not so. I specifially remember seeing bread being baked and hundreds of loaves coming down the conveyor belt, with News people telling everyone that they had nothing to fear. But this was a lie.
I was told that it would be wise to store up and put something aside for a later date as the time would come were it would be very hard to eat. And I woke up.