Amen. Every dream is a potential movement. Amen and Amen.. I love that....

To God be the Glory ! Watching in Dec. 2023

Amen and Amen. I love that. I had to reshare it. I am blessed..

Lord I pray for dreams and revelations for the dreams.

Beautiful Jesus 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻🕊️

It is NOT just a dream ...I have many JOURNALS filled with them and many are PROPHETIC and very informative. Dreams are important.

I have had numerous dreams ever since hearing Dave Wicklar from Toronto Vineyard in year 2000 some are so Spiritually fed from God I wake up crying or worshipping God and I journal all my spiritual Dreams and send them to prophetic team in my church see what they say Praise God for Dreams!!!

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WAO...AMAIZING...WONDERFUL...ONE DREAM OF GOD CAN CHANGE EVERYTHING...🔥🔥🔥

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Wow I am speechless 😶

Amen.

08:00 When you hang around the dream team you will receive dreams from Jesus so big it takes a team to bring them to pass!

00:36 The last days language of the Holy Spirit is dreams 00:47 It's not just a dream! Who knows what the Angels had to fight through to get to you to bring you this picture of heavens plan for Kingdom dominion in your part of the World!!!

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01:37 When you hang around the dream KING you get into a dream stream! You then join yourself to a dream team and you do the Martin Luther King thing!!! Every dream is a potential movement!

Hi Lou, Did you mean 1993, not 2003? Love this message and emphasis by the way!

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This is like the who's who of heresy.

Wow, a stage full of false prophets.

Why is it that these guys have all these cool, logically sound dreams about battles and riding horses and meeting Trump at the Whitehouse, wereas I only have freaky dreams about sh*tting my pants, all my teeth falling out and a giant sardine (who is actually my mother!) telling me to invest in Bitcoin and pocket lint....?

"The last days language of the Holy Spirit is dreams" - WOW!! Blasphemous. The 3 false teachers. We could make a movie about them. The last days language of the Holy Spirit is the scriptures.

The lord is great Amen

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awesome word truth ~Acts 2:17 King James Version (KJV) 17 And it shall come to pass in the last days, saith God, I will pour out of my Spirit upon all flesh: and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams: King James Version (KJV)

I had a dream: 4/15/13 My prayer time began around 5am this morning. After many wasted years of awaking during the night or early morning, I finally discovered submitting to a prayer watch is much more beneficial than tossing and turning trying to get back to sleep. Before 7am (around 6:40), I awoke and set straight up in the bed. This was my dream concerning the Spiritual Awakening… I was inside a huge rock. No small rocks, one big huge rock, like a tomb or maybe a rock tunnel without an exit. There was a straight and a very narrow road in the middle of the huge rock. I was driving a vehicle, my sister was my passenger. On each side of the very narrow road were gorges or ravines that I could not see the bottom. I was driving slow and careful so I would not go off road. Any veering to the left or right was sure to be fatal. As I was driving I noticed men on the sides of the rock walls to the right of me. They were not on the road I was on. They were beyond the ravine, standing or hanging on the rock walls. They looked hopeless, helpless and un-kept. I passed them by not knowing who they were and not knowing how they had moved off the narrow road, beyond the ravine to being hopeless and helpless. I kept travelling very slow and carefully and to my surprise immediately in front of me was a dead end. Appeared in front of me, A solid rock wall, with a man sitting with his back against the wall. His right leg seemed to be dangling off the side into the ravine. He was just sitting there with little or no expression with his back against the wall. I had to stop or I would hit the wall. I would have most likely hit the man as well knocking him off into the seemingly bottomless pit. All of a sudden my vehicle had been removed from the road and it was being sucked downward into the ravine. As it went down and it became darker and darker, it felt as if smoke was filling my lungs and I was struggling to breathe. A brief feeling of hopelessness came over me before I yelled, “Resurrection Life Come Quickly!” The moment I said, “Resurrection Life come quickly!” I felt my spirit travelling at the speed of light, or so it seemed, upward. I do not know what happened to the vehicle I was driving. I do not know what happened to my sister that was sitting beside me. I do not know what happened to the man with his back against the rock wall, with his leg dangling off the side. I do not know what happened to the hopeless people clinging to the rock wall. I do not know what happened to the huge rock tomb I was in. All I know is, my spirit zoomed upward out of that pit and I sat straight up in my bed knowing God gave me this NOW Word. It gets even better if you turn to page 2 Page 2 Monday is the day that our Home Group in Van Buren meets for Prayer and typically the day I do hospital visits. The Ladies and I had a HOLY GHOST good time at the prayer meeting that morning, even though I had to be late. My husband had wrecked his car out of state and I was doing my best to help him. It seems it is ALWAYS something causing me to be late or trying to keep us from meeting. However, we have purposed in our heart that we will meet and pray Monday or Tuesday of each week even if we do it over the phone! The enemy is not going to get our focus off the mark of the high calling the Lord has for us! After leaving the ladies at Garden Walk Apartments, I went to visit a young man that I had visited the day before. Sunday after church I met with Sister Ministers who knew his mother and we headed to our prayer mission. Again the Mission tried to be stopped. We met in Mountainburg to go to the home. However, the young man that was on hospice with Stage 4 cancer had been taken to hospital to receive more acute care. That is a whole other story about the different spirit that was in room from Sunday to Monday. My next visit was on my church Hospital List. As I entered the room, I recognized that I had prayed with the sister of the patient the week before when she was in surgery. Her mother and sister had to leave before 5 because they were valet parked. I asked if it would be okay if I stay a while longer and everyone agreed. K had another surgery that day. She looked very good, awake, alert and responsive. As we were fellowshipping, ministering one to another, sharing experiences and testimonies she had visits from several nurses. One of which was alarming! She was getting ready to remove her IV …. Praise the Lord K was alert enough to question the nurse. That was the second time a nurse had come in the wrong room during her stay at hospital. It reminded me of the Medical Error that changed my life on 06-06-06 in Houston, TX. That is a whole other story. We were enjoying our time of fellowship and then I felt an unction to tell K my dream I had awoke from that morning. She listened attentively and told me about a man that was in the hospital that she wished she could visit. I asked her if she would like me to visit. She was hesitant because he was very reclusive and she did not how nice he would be to me. However, I told her, it did not matter, I would be happy to go visit and pray with him if he will let me. Page 3 amazed me and I am certain it will you as well J Page 3 The nurse sitting in front of his door ask him if he would like to receive a visitor…I walked into the room and though I had never met this man before, I KNEW this was the man that was sitting with his back against the rock wall with his leg dangling over the bottomless pit. Same face, same long hair, same beard, same frail frame. I was in amazement but kept calm as he tried to figure out who had sent me to visit him. He finally came to the conclusion that it was his daughter-in-law’s mother. I ask him if I could tell him a dream I had. He was agreeable. I told him the dream. Then I ask him if he knew what the dream meant. He replied, “No.” I told him that he was the man sitting with his back against the wall at the dead end road, with his foot dangling over the edge. I asked him if I could pray with him. My heart sank when he was not receptive to prayer. I told him that I was very hesitant on leaving his room because I know God sent me to pray with him but of course I must respect his wishes. I ask him again if I could pray, his answer was the same. I held my hand out to him and he took my hand. I looked into his eyes and I ask him, “Will you ask the Lord to interpret this dream for you so you can make the right choice?” He answered, “Yes.” By: Gayla Reed WinGate

He who has a dream let him share his dream. He who has the word let him speak the word. What is the chaff compared to the wheat? The word of God is as fire and like a hammer that breaks the rock into pieces. Let the prophets speak two or three and the other judge the spirit if it be of man or of God.