January 16, 2016
This dream begins with my being in the company of two unfamiliar men. We are in the front seat (bench seat) of a car and I am in the middle. Looking out the windshield I see impenetrable dark clouds. It is like layer upon layer of gloomy clouds, a great foreboding darkness, severe oppressiveness. I am deeply grieved. I exclaim that something is terribly wrong. Directly we drive toward these tornadoes. I can sense panic rise up in me. We are in immediate danger and the driver doesn’t even acknowledge I said anything, nor does the man in the passenger seat.
I keep repeating we are in danger and to please take a detour to get away from the tornadoes, there are so many. I beg them to take the next exit, to please change course, no one listens. Their faces are set to go in the midst of the tornadoes. The grief I feel is overwhelming. I think: “It doesn’t have to be this way. We don’t have to do this. This is a terrible course of action.” The whole scene is apocalyptical with the new tornadoes forming in the clouds and others on the ground. There are so many of them, they are everywhere, and it is so dark. The driver still does not change course, even though they see with their eyes, the destruction all around us.
Suddenly, a massive black tornado forms directly in front of us. I cry out: “See, I told you! It is like what I said it would be like! This is what God has been saying!” The driver continues without even flinching. It is as if he is programmed to go into the tornadoes. I feel so overwhelmed by everything. We keep driving toward this massive tornado and I see eyes forming near the top of it, where the funnel joins the clouds. The eyes are amber colored. I stay focused on this and wonder if they belong to God and if He is upset with us, because of our transgressions, and the obvious hatred people exhibit toward Him. Below the eyes, I see an object slowly emerge from the swirling darkness. It is like a beak of an eagle. More to the left, as we are driving, I can see like it is 3-dimensional, feathers form and it confirms it is a massive eagle coming out of the tornado. I am even more grieved as I see its complete form; because I wonder if it is representing America. The tornado and eagle are one body. I see other tornadoes in the distance creating destruction.
The dream changes and we are in a home where a woman and her baby lives. The baby is wearing a blue onesy. I look out her window and I see black tornadoes forming. I ask her if there is a shelter we can go to and she says there is something like a basement or underground facility. I tell her we all need to go there, but she will not listen to me. I am in tears because of the frustration of trying to save everyone and no one wants to be saved! Then I observe the one massive tornado outside the window. It stalls in place but still spinning. Then it begins to act as if it is choking, and after a bit begins to spit out lots of material stuff from its bottom. The tornado acts as if it is sick. It gags out iPhones, iPads, X-boxes, video games, DVDs, smart phones, computers, mattresses, couches, and this long pink, sort of gaudy looking pillow fall on the ground. The tornado acts like it is sick of everything (materialism). It is as if it is totally disgusted with things.
The woman’s baby is not feeling well and a doctor was summoned. Despite the terrible night he comes to examine the baby. He takes me aside and tells me: “The baby is a lot like you. I can hear the stomach problems in the baby.” End
Note: This dream represents some troubles America is going to suffer. God is disgusted that all we focus on are things material. He is going to take our “toys” and many other material goods. The tornadoes represent many calamities that are coming.