I had a vivid dream back in February that I’ve been holding on to – not knowing what, if anything, I should do with it. I’m posting it today in the attempt to be obedient, and pass on to you what I saw.
I was in the high Arctic, in a small town. There was a central facility with a team gathered there, who fed and helped us. I left the place, to gather other people to this place, but as we approached it again a large wave crashed into the facility, drowning / freezing those who were there. What we were left with was small hovels, huddling to keep warm. Immediately after, I had the sense of the grief of the Lord – so much raw passion. Then, subsequently, it was as if I saw huge waves crashing onto the coastlines of the earth. So much of what was of value to people was ruined. Many, many deaths.
I’m not going to sugarcoat this one, or try to explain what it might mean. Let the reader discern in His name – and any feedback is welcome.