This dream from 2-28-18 was very powerful.  It told of things to come, but the last part of the dream gave so much encouragement.  The battle is already won.

The dream began with me riding in a small boat.  I kept to my lane on the flooded road and boats coming in the opposite direction kept to their lane as we would in a car.  As I reached anything sticking up out of the water, as a fence post, I would place money or food on it so anyone coming along behind me that needed it could take it.

I stopped at a multi-story abandoned building that had been set up for use because of this flood.

The first room I went to had a couple young girls in it and they showed me the small tags on necklaces they had been given so they could get food.  They were not at all worried and were very content.  The numbers were four digits.  The first one started with 36 but I couldn’t remember the rest.  The other one was 4760 and it stood out to me.  This was not the mark, but it showed me the famine after the floods.

There were a few people in the next room.  It was being used to make frozen pizza or anything quick someone may come in and need.  My neighbor was discouraged because she wasn’t getting much money at all for the food.  I asked if my youngest grandson had given much and she shook her head no.  I told her I’d be back and bring her more money.  I looked down at the desk in front of her and saw a basket of keys.  I knew they belonged to the taxis on the street that could not run.

The next room was full of red-headed graduates in their caps and gowns.  One was to my left standing with my family that is in the educational field, good Godly mentors.  That graduate was excited to make bishop and was going to enjoy his calling.  He was so relaxed and friendly with a sweet smile of contentment on his face.  The others to the right stood without educators.   They were not content with their calling of bishop and were anxiously stressed to move beyond that.  Much later I read Titus 1:7 – ‘For a bishop must be blameless, as the steward of God; not self-willed, not soon angry, not given to wine, no striker, not given to filthy lucre.’  Those standing alone did not receive the leading and education from the Holy Spirit that was indwelled in the one so content.

I left this dream for another where I appeared to be riding on white caps on an angry sea.  I was not afraid, just trying to figure out where I was going.  I soon saw what appeared to be a sink hole.  As the angry sea churned faster and faster I began to move faster and faster.  I found myself actually coming up on the eye of a hurricane.  The picture above is exactly what I was riding on.  The eye of a hurricane is the most peaceful place to be.  Get into the eye with Jesus and don’t focus on the storms.

May 2, 2018, I Heard ‘things will never be the same again’.

I asked for scripture after my dream and was given Isaiah 29.  I was later led to Acts 20.  I pray we walk in faith without fear and give God all the praise and glory for He alone is worthy.

The first time I posted this is earlier on this site and includes commentary that connects scripture with dream.  Thank you