This dream is epic.
It also scared me. It’s weird though because it jumped around a lot, and I don’t remember details as much as I remember the feelings and emotions that ran thru the dream. It started outside, I was on a sidewalk just outside of a building and there were a lot of guys carrying guns, I felt an immediate need to be inside so ran in the building. It was there I learned that the men with guns were after me and some of other people - we were all part of some missionary team.
The house/building was a safe house of sorts, there was a woman there who was hiding us from the government/military. I remember the Lord totally taking care of us. We had almost nothing, just some clothes and a backpack with a few small items, we would only go out and travel at night, I remember we needed to go someplace and the Lord sent this thick fog and heavy rain to mask our movements. Another time we were caught in the middle of a fire fight, somehow the Lord sent people to us to protect us and cover us and we all made it out safely.
I remember praying for someone’s spine and I could see it and feel it moving and straightening. There was a table that we needed to use but it was broken, I asked the Lord to restore it and it moved and all the cracks and broken pieces disappeared… The Lord’s presence was there, but it was bright and vivid like a painting!
I’d have to say overall the thing I remember the most was just the feeling of being hunted, we were NOT welcome there, and it was very scary, we had to watch our backs ALL the time, but even in the midst of the fear the Lord always protected us. We would be arrested if we were seen praising the Lord, but here we were in this house - hands raised singing and praising! There was one time the house was about to be raided, and we all had to hide in cabinets and under tables, but they never came in the house. It was quite surreal.
