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A Disturbing Dream

Two nights back, I had a dream I can’t shake, so I’m documenting it here. At first, I was looking out over a large body of water from its edge. It looked like a sea; I couldn’t see the far side. As I watched, the water heaped up on itself until it looked like a mountain in the distance. It finally registered that this was a wave, vastly bigger than any other, a tsunami that would soon hit the coast & submerge everything. I turned away, shouting to everyone a tidal wave was coming, so run!

Next thing I knew, I was in a utility truck. The workers pulled in behind one of their buildings, a small one-story station on the coast, up the beach a ways but still on the sand, & shut off the motor. The driver announced we should be safe there. I knew he was wrong. The wave I saw was too tall, but he wouldn’t listen to me. I almost bailed out of the truck, but it occurred that I couldn’t outrun it on foot.

Then I was on a platform I couldn’t identify, open to the air & moving fast away from the danger. There was a peninsula, or possibly an island, where 3 tall identical buildings stood beside each other on the coast. They resembled apartment buildings, roughly 30 stories high. There was no visible activity around them. I remember hoping they were evacuated, because I KNEW they wouldn’t withstand what was coming. Whatever my transport was, it was fast enough. I & others aboard would get clear.

Right before I woke, someone made a comment that seemed to stick with me past the dream. It went something like this, “In all my years here, nothing like this has ever happened on the lake!”

I’ve never heard of a tsunami on a lake! Since I couldn’t see the other side, it had to be a big one. There are only two reasons I can conceive it might happen: seismic activity or a meteorite strike. Not sure if a nuke could manage it. Whatever the case, I felt I should share the dream. I immediately thought of the Great Lakes, but I think the Great Salt Lake might fit the description, too – assuming the location was North America. I’m American, so if God gave me a glimpse of something in advance, it stands to reason it would be in the nation where I live.

Strange things will happen in the Great Tribulation, weird signs where the Lord is working to get the world’s attention in a call to repentance. Perhaps the final transport I couldn’t identify signifies the rapture of the Church – or maybe it was a cucumber dream. Scripture indicates God will divide the nation that tries to divide Israel. The U.S. has pushed the land-for-peace idea for decades, provoking God’s hand, or more specifically, His word. There’s been speculation that the Madrid Fault could make that happen, literally dividing this nation by creating an inland sea.

I don’t know much, but I know the Lord Jesus will preserve me according to His will. What He did on the cross is enough to save whoever calls on Him in repentance for his sins. This kind of dream disturbs me for the suffering it implies, not because I fear it coming to pass. Bad things will & do happen, but in the end, He will gather me into His arms & I’ll be okay. You can reach out & obtain the same grace in this life, but… this life is not a sure thing, so don’t put it off!

A Dream of Tribulation Times

Awhile back, I had a dream. It stuck with me; I’ve pondered over it, but only recently felt like I should share it. Perhaps the time of such happenings is at hand. Now it is only a curiosity, but in difficult times we KNOW are coming, it might provide inspiration.

In the dream, I was part of a group of resistance fighters. We were under attack from a force of well-armed soldiers wearing uniforms I’ve never seen in real life. Our group had no guns. We fought with what we had: tools, swords, slings & bows. The soldiers outgunned & outnumbered us badly. Some of the soldiers seemed beastlike. They were trying to flank us. If they succeeded, we were finished.

Hunkered down behind some rocks, watching and praying as they came, I became aware of a massive hand behind them, supporting them. It seemed to be directing their assault. I held a bow. Aiming carefully between the soldiers, I put an arrow directly into the palm of that hand. There was a roar of pain and outrage. The hand instantly withdrew. The soldiers seemed confused momentarily, then they withdrew as well.

Our little group was saved! We split up into villages nearby until we had reason to gather for some new mission. We thought the soldiers would come back looking for our group, so splitting up was our best chance for survival.

Giants ruled the land. The beasts & people comprising the military served them. No soldiers came looking for us, but a few days later three giants came to town. 10 to 12 feet tall, they were typically reserved and dispassionate. Their manner was all business. If people went about daily life without drawing attention, the giants would leave them alone. They seemed to understand terrifying humans they ruled would disrupt the order they established, so they kept a calm demeanor at all times. Even executions were held publicly, calmly, made quick and painless!

Myself and two others of the resistance were hiding in that village. I thought if I kept a low profile & stayed out of sight, the giants wouldn’t find me. They were too big to enter small rooms, so I might be okay. To my dismay, the townspeople lead them right to us! They held no allegiance to us. Handing us over was the quickest way to get the giants to leave, so that’s what they did.

An impromptu execution was organized in the village square, We three stood unbound, a giant behind each of us, held by one hand around our necks. Thumb on one side, palm and fingers draped around the opposite shoulder, there was no way to escape. A flick of the hand would snap a neck instantly over the thumb. I remembered seeing it before. It was painless, the body dropping like a sack of potatoes afterward.

I began to panic, then the words of the Apostle Paul came to mind. To be absent from the body was to be present with the Lord. The thought that I was only a moment away from seeing Jesus excited me! I took heart, waiting to die — and woke up.

None of us really know how the days ahead will play out. According to scripture, Antichrist will be called the Beast by the world around him, so he may not be completely human. They will say, “Who is like the Beast? And who can make war with him?” We’re told he will make war with the saints & will prevail. Many of the saints who perish will be beheaded, leading some to conclude guillotines will be implemented. The manner of execution I saw was effectively the same as beheading, just less messy. The sight of blood is enough to create panic in many looking on, disruptive when those in charge want to set an example concerning what happens to the non-compliant.

Whatever the case, by telling my dream, I did what I thought the Lord was leading me to do. Scripture indicates even among the saints being slaughtered, some will do exploits. This fits. Our challenge now is to live for Christ Jesus; in the Tribulation, theirs will be to die for Him. That’s not easy. My heart goes out to them. Antichrist thinks he’ll wipe them out, but as more turn to Christ, he’ll find the task seems endless. The Lord will return before he can complete it!