This dream I had around 2005. I was walking down a sandy country path when I came upon a huge tree with enormous roots sprouting out and going everywhere. I approached the tree and observed the roots, then realized there was a house to my right. I went up the steps, onto the porch, and on through the door. As I entered the house I was facing women that were cooking with huge pots. The message that came to me was ‘prepare, they will be coming’. I began to work with the other women, and we worked together so well. We were so happy to be doing what we were doing. We worked harmoniously until someone said, ‘There’s no meal for bread’. We became very distraught. Suddenly a man walked through the door. He was so tall he bent to get in and his hair was so white. He was holding an old urn under his right arm. He put his left hand in the urn and brought out a substance and began sprinkling it over everything. He said, ‘This is not for bread alone’. The left side of the house was a long dining room with a big table in it. The walls were window panes. We could see the white, puffy clouds. One of the panes became dark as night. We ran to it to see what it had to show us. A horse and rider were barreling through the air as the horse pawed its way through. I didn’t see the stars and moons, but I knew they followed him.
God anointed us and all the work we were doing for His glory. The tree represented the remnant deeply rooted in Christ. The heavens opened and out came a white horse. He who sat on him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness He judges and makes war.
Revelation 19:11-16 Colossians 2:7
I love taking pictures of the clouds.