Prophetic Soaking Music

7/19/12

The Killer Storm



A Dream


I had the worst dream ever. Or perhaps one of the most merciful.

I fell asleep and as soon as I did I dreamt that I had driven into the worst storm I had ever encountered.

I had left my home where I currently reside. Rounded the corner and headed up the main street in our neighborhood. I had just left home having gotten everyone in the house ready for the day. i.e. I had packed everyone lunch to take with them to work and double checked to make sure they had everything they needed to face the world.

I suddenly realized as I rounded the corner that I had been so preoccupied helping everyone else in the house get for the day that I had rushed out the door empty handed. I had nothing but the clothes on my back. I was all dressed and ready for work but I didn’t have a lunch. I didn't even  have a bottle of water and I always have a bottle of water with me.  I hadn’t even had a chance to say goodbye to anyone.

This really upset me. So I picked up my cell phone to call home and at least tell the girls I loved them, but before I could even begin the conversation my eyes were held captive by the fast approaching storm -directly in front of me.

It was HUGE.

The clouds were dark grey and white. They were swirling fast and furious. At first I didn’t make any attempt to slow down, thinking to myself as I watched it in the distance, “It looks like a bad storm but it is down the road a way. I will take a different route and avoid it.”

But without notice, within seconds right smack in front of my car there appeared soaring through the sky pieces of debris - a house - a car a tree. I knew at that moment I was in BIG trouble. There was nothing I could do. No where I could go. In a split second; all at once, I threw my cell phone down to the floor of the car. I took hold of the steering wheel tightly with both hands. I stepped on the gas peddle with all my might as if to try and drive straight through the middle of the storm; shut my eyes tightly and screamed a blood curdling scream, “I LOOOOOVE YOU LORD!!!!!!!

Knowing in my heart this was probably my time to go home and be with the Lord.
I even thought, “This is why I didn’t bring anything with me; God knew I didn’t need it.”
Still, I wasn’t going without a fight.

That was the last thing I saw before I woke up - suddenly. Just like that.

I can not describe how surreal this experience/ dream/night vision was.

I can tell you that through it all - I had perfect peace.

There is a storm headed our way.

I am ready.

Are YOU?



Life's Storms


In the Eye of the Storm





Such calm for a moment;
In the eye of the storm;
There’s sunshine and clear blue sky.
Why does beauty behold such scorn?

Which way is out?
Is there such a thing?
Can I escape this whirlpool of death?
Up through the eye; if I only had wings!

I do not have wings.
I cannot fly.
So until I can find a way out.
I must keep up with this storm or die.

Crashing noises; thundering blows.
A sudden gush of wind;
Once again the storm’s course has shifted,
When oh when will it end?

Dark clouds forming over my head;
Rain begins to fall.
I open my mouth to cry for help;
The wind’s gush drowns out my call.

I’m swept up high into the air,
Tossed about in a whirlwind of speed;
Being battered and bruised from head to toe
By various pieces of debris;

My heart getting ready to give out,
I open my eyes, and take one last breath.
Knowing in my heart my time has come;
This life I live is far worse than death.

Sudden quiet fills the air.
Just as unexpectedly so,
The storm that swept me up
Just lets me go.
There is calm and quiet all around.
I can see once again the blue sky.
I am all of a sudden standing
Right by my Saviors’ side;

I fall to the ground. He lifts my head.
Without speaking a word to me, he says,
My precious child, don’t give up. I am still here with you.
Walk by faith and not by sight. This storm will not overcome you.”

I lean over to kiss his feet
When I looked up he is no longer in sight.
I am back in the eye of the storm;
though, no longer afraid of my plight.
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