I was sitting at the top landing of a beautiful, open stairway, in an open and spacious house. Directly above me was a huge skylight window.
I heard someone say “here it comes”. Initially confused, I asked: “here comes what?”
My attention was drawn to look above and to the rear of me, in what had previously been a beautiful blue sky. Quickly approaching was a massive, very dense, extremely dark and very ominous looking cloud. I had the sense of something evil.
Next thing I knew it was as if there was fire raining down from heaven. In amazement I watched as what looked like bolts of fire shot down from the sky, hitting objects on the earth.
I first saw one hit a massive tree. Immediately the entirety of the tree lit up in flames; I could clearly see each leaf simultaneously, yet individually, burn. The tree burned almost instantaneously, and quickly fizzled out; quicker than a 4th of July sparkler burns.
This process took place with multiple trees, but I also witnessed quick and similar demolition of statues and buildings, in particular governmental and other public buildings, as the fire bolts continued raining down from the sky.
The events came on so quickly that initially I just watched in amazement, but somehow, in the midst of it I became aware this was somehow connected to God allowing his judgement to be meted out upon the land.
After my initial fascination of what had so suddenly begun to transpire, I seemed to become aware of the extent of the destruction happening all around me and the danger of it upon which I began to pray God would spare and protect my family, from this destruction.
After the cessation of these targeted bolts of fire raining from the sky, I was no longer in that house on the landing but instead took on a view outside of the house wherein I was surveying the aftermath of the attack. In particular I saw broken statues, and the destruction of what were once massive public buildings that had been constructed of stone or brick.
I marveled to recognize these once large beautiful buildings were now desolate heaps of rubble. I was marveled to realize how quickly something so impressive could so easily be destroyed.
Next thing I knew I was pushing a boxcar in which I had placed children as I attempted to get them to a place of safety.
I don’t know just where I was taking them, I just knew the danger was not in the physical environment that surrounded us, but instead had something to do with escaping some form of newly established government control; a regime being implemented following the destruction brought about by the rain of fire.
I’m uncertain just what the danger was; I simply knew it was urgent I get these children to safety; a process that included getting past the people of authority at set checkpoints; a feat which I was relieved to be able to manage.
It was at this point I woke up; somewhere in the early hours just past midnight. I was awake long enough to think I needed to recall this dream, after which I promptly went back to sleep.
I don’t know why I had this dream and I don’t know for certain what it means. I do believe, however, it is not just some crazy dream. My sense it is a warning of something to come.
I do recognize the signs that our world is fast approaching what is often referred to as the “end times”. We are seeing Bible prophecy being fulfilled and thus anticipate the days of Judgement, or the days of wrath, will soon be witnessed.
I have learned, by listening to Bible scholars blessed with the ability to understand Bible prophecy, that during the days of Judgement, or the great tribulation, the world will experience things like nothing ever before experienced.
I understand that nuclear weaponry is advanced and very effective, so when world war 3 breaks out, it would not be beyond reason to see it “rain fire from heaven”.
Wondering if what I dreamt might have been an example of nuclear fire power, I googled the topic. What I find leads me to think that pretty much describes it; a nuclear air strike would be akin to fire raining down from the sky.
I have a feeling, should something of this nature take place in our country, or any number of other massively catastrophic events, there would be some form of government regime established from which many would prefer to escape. I can’t say for sure, but martial law comes to mind. I believe that is what was being implemented in my dream and my feeling is I was in process of getting these children to “underground” safety.
After the many hours I’ve spent listening to sermons on “end-times” prophecy as it relates to the time of the great tribulation, I believe both some form of attack on our country as well as martial law being implemented may not be a far stretch.
I dreamt I prayed for God’s protection, to be spared from this destruction, because God can protect us, if we call upon Him. I do believe, however, that for His protection we must call upon the Lord, and we need to do so now, not wait until destruction is upon us.