Last night, I dreamed a close friend of mine, who is an airline pilot, escorted me and my family to a very tall high-rise building. We entered the building and went up to a high level. The building had many large glass windows, so we had a stunning view overlooking a huge city, filled with people, residential houses, and businesses.
As we looked at the city below, we suddenly heard a weather report warning of tornados approaching. We looked down upon the city and saw a large tornado forming. As we watched, it grew into a full blown massive tornado. Then there was another and another and yet another!!!
I counted at least 4-5 simultaneous tornados, all massive in size and all wiping out everything in their path. One odd thing was they ran together in one accord and did not get ahead or behind the others. They looked like a working wall of tornados, yet spinning independently of one another.
I knew this city was in huge trouble because it was very flat and the destruction was swift and absolute. Just as I was about to take cover with my family, I suddenly saw very large fireballs coming down from the sky with huge smoke trails behind them. When they hit, they totally burned up everything, almost vaporizing their targets.
I could not tell if the fireballs were natural or man-made. I could not tell if they were meteors or missiles, but it really didn’t matter because the destruction was the same.
Then the power went out in the building, which caused mass panic because there appeared to be nowhere to run and hide from this onslaught of destruction. I ran with my daughter to a corner of the room trying to shield her from the what was coming.
I heard bullets ring out. I’m a Cop, so I know the sound of gunfire. It put holes in the walls behind us. It was that close, yet we were not harmed.
As I covered my daughter, hiding her eyes from watching, I waited for the sounds of destruction to pass. When it finally got quiet, I went down below to see what was happening on the ground.
The landscape was totally destroyed. Buildings were leveled. Dust and smoke filled the air. What had been a hustling, bustling beautiful city just moments prior, was now a desolate ruinous heap.
Everywhere I looked, I saw people running, looking for loved ones, food, protection, and yes, something to defend themselves. I cannot describe with words the stark terror, confusion, and bewildered looks on their faces. One man in particular, well dressed and well groomed previously, was in shock and weeping. He wanted to ask questions, but seemed unable to speak as he staggered around. The panic I saw in the people was beyond anything I’d ever witnessed. It was beyond comprehension.
I walked through the city until I could no longer stand to see the pain. I began making my way back to my own family, but as I did, I looked up and saw fighter jets filling the skies. I could not tell if they were friend or foe because of the smoke, dust, and fog caused by the destruction.
Then I awoke!
Author: Marty Breeden
Marty Breedon has served as Deputy Sheriff with the New Market Police Department in New Market Virginia since 2006. In a near death experience in 2015, Marty was called by God to warn the church of the Lord’s soon return. Since that encounter, God has used Marty to lead hundreds of people to salvation.
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