Current Events and Biblical Prophecy III

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Yes we are now headed in that direction but first comes the shift toward Socialism/Communism which has begun, followed by what many believe to an internal revolution.

Civil War Is Coming

Mary Dooley - 1/07/09

I had a dream in the first week of January. I believe it was the 7th.I was standing at a crossroads that was close to the beach, in that I could clearly see the open sky over the ocean in front of me. (I had asked God to tell me if I had any fruit before I went to sleep and had the dream and, at the crossroads where I was standing, I was next to a fruit stand. If I had to quantify the amount, I'd say it was 60% my height. I am going for the 100-fold.) To my right I could see that there was a battle in the air, as I could see the smoke from the jets. To my left, two planes that were unlike any I have ever seen (and I have seen quite a few since 1988, living on or near military bases) and they were speeding at low level toward the battle. I knew in the dream that they were Turkish. They were totally black.

Next, from the left again, something was coming in the air. It was something big and black, with black smoke coming out from it in all directions. As it got closer, I could see something orange on the nose of it. Then I realized it was a black airship or blimp, (notice both sides are in darkness)and the orange thing on the nose was a jack-o-lantern, with the eyes, nose and mouth orange because the inside of the airship was on fire. As the airship passed in front of me, I saw that it was slowing down and being totally consumed internally, as the orange flames were destroying it quickly. It stopped in front of me and fell into the ocean.

I felt like I should run to higher ground because the airship was so big, and I was so close that it might cause a big wave to hit me, so I ran upstairs into one of the nearby, rather short buildings behind me. Now I knew I was on a Navy base, as I went up about one or two stories and an enlisted manunconcerned. in uniform was leaning back in his chair, with his hands behind his head, rather He was at the back end of what looked to be a small movie theatre, with the screen to my left. No one was in the room but the enlisted man who, from where he was sitting, would probably be the person running the projector. I told him what had happened and he said, “Yes, my father was on that airship”; I was surprised at how unmoved he was.

Next, I was outside at the crossroads again. Now I could see that there was a convoy, almost like a parade, coming home from the direction of the air battle. I got the impression they were victorious, as they did not even appear tired or dirty, more like inspection-ready. They were sitting in tiers, like bleachers, that were on top of some vehicle bringing them back to the base. They were in camouflage uniform, wearing dark glasses and holding flags. The flags were full size and easy to see, as each person had a flag, and held it stretched out in front of him. The flags were stiff, like posters, and they were held on each end.

Now I could see that the flags were distinctly Confederate, and the convoy was taking the curve in the road to their left. There were only two choices at this intersection, curve sharply to the left, or sharply to the right. I did not see anyone going to the right.

End of dream.

On the 11th of January I was at work. A Christian patient was about to leave, when suddenly she remembered that her teenage daughter had a dream that night. She said an angel took her into the air, where there was a tremendous air battle going on, and it was so loud and disturbing that she covered her ears, and then the angel brought her back to her bed. She then woke her mom up to tell her and was crying because it was so disturbing, and she is only 16. I told her mom about my dream.

About three days after this, I called my very good friend, Ellen. I told her that I had had a dream that I wanted to tell her. She stopped me and said she just had one, and so she told me her dream first. She said that she was caught in the middle of a war that was about to start. She said she was trying to find cover behind a house, and that the battle was about to begin, and she was trying to help a little girl find cover, too. I asked her what kind of battle -- as in modern, or something from the past. She said, “It’s a revolutionary…no, it’s a civil war.”