So I had a strange dream two nights ago. Most of it I do not remember, but the one part I do want to share, perhaps it's nothing, or wishful thinking from a sleepy restless brain, or maybe there is more to it than that.
I dreamt about Donald Trump,... and it's not the first time I have dreamt about him.
The part of the dream I remember is:
I'm standing in line to order some fast food,.. could have been a Wendy's or Burger King, just to give you the vibe of the setting, and I'm next in line to order. The person in front of me steps aside after their order and I step forward.
And who is taking my order but Donald Trump. He's dressed in his Black suit, red tie, and I distinctly remember he had on his American flag lapel pin.
It was as if no one was behind the counter for a moment and he just stood up from being crouched down, and he looked at me, both hands on the counter on either side of the register and and asked me "What would you like to have."
Now, even in my dream I was kinda giddy, but calm, a little how you might be when you're meeting your favorite celebrity at ComicCon.
The looks we exchanged with each other however was as if we had a previous conversation, like he remembered me and a discussion we had previously... (remember, this is all in the dream, and this is the first and only time he appeared in the dream).
I smiled, thanked him, and then placed my order. Two double cheeseburgers and a side of mozzarella sticks. (This is why I think it was a Burger King as some have that as a side menu item for context).
He then rang me up, thanked me for my order, I paid, and I was given my order.
And I don't remember what happened after that in the dream.
Again, the entire vibe of it was as if he remembered me and a conversation we may have had at an earlier point in time, but without either of us talking about it, just nodding and smilin, small talk and being just extremely pleasant.
As said earlier, this isn't the first time I dreamt about Trump. I've had other dreams with other politicians in them, but not with Trump specifically in them. Think the last time I did was on or around the last Election.
Trump was standing on one of those press stages, smaller room, facing a crowd, spotlight on him, unphased. I'm standing off to his left in the dream and looking between him and the crowd, whom are almost baring down on him. The two faces in the crowd I recognize were Chuck Schumer and Nancy Pelosi, and they and the rest of the crowd are screaming and shouting at Trump, vulgarities and accusations, trying to belittle and degrade and demean.
But Trump is just staring back at them. Not smiling, very stoic, unphased, and unafraid. Like he wasn't afraid of them rushing him, or hurting them. And as mad as this crowd is at him, they dared not move any closer, and there is a good 5ft between him and them, so it's not like this is an audience jeering at him in their seats. They are full on standing up, punching their fists into the area, yelling at him, and Trump is just standing there watching, standing alone (except for me off to his left) with the spotlight on him, completely calm and unmoved.
For whatever reason, this dream has what has been keeping me calm and reassured since 2020, even after all the legal battles and the assassination attempt.
And this most recent dream with the Burgers, again, the vibe of it was pleasant, happy even. I don't know what to make of it other than maybe God or someone is attempting to reassure me that things are ok.
It is not the first time in my live I've had some cryptic prophetic dream, usually in times of big or life changing events.
If you've stuck around this long, I thank you, and am curious to your thoughts.
I had that dream on the same night! Another dream that same night—
I was a young woman, a believer, getting together with a group of friends to eat at a local restaurant. There was about six or so of us, sitting around the table, when another believer, a good friend of mine, leaned over towards me and asked me what was wrong. I thought of saying “nothing”, but knew this particular friend would not accept it for an answer. So in hushed tones, I told him about the horrible nightmare I had had the night before. I had dreamed that a nuclear bomb had gone off in the city. I witnessed those trying to escape it, and watched some of them die trying. It was so horrible that I hated to even mention it to anyone, it was that bad.
As I was telling my friend this, I watched as serious grief filled his eyes, and I then sensed what he was going to say, but hoped above all that he would not.
But he did. He waited till I had finished telling him about the dream, and then after a moment of silence, he told me that he too, had had the very same dream last night.
I couldn’t help it; I screamed out loud “no!”, causing everyone in the restaurant to turn and stare at me. I began to cry. The friends at my table wanted to know what I was so upset about, so I told them about the dream, and that my friend had had the same one on the same night. I knew that my friend understood what this meant; it meant that it would indeed happen one day, and that it was a warning that we had been given, so that we could prepare for it. He nodded in agreement with my words, but the other people with us thought we were crazy and over-reacting. One even tried to make a joke out of it. None of them besides my Christian friend, took me seriously.
I left that restaurant, with my heart aching for my friends, for I knew that they would not be ready when it happened.
Me and the other believing friend of mine decided to work together to prepare for what was coming. We left the city and began to gather up the supplies we thought we might need. But before we had finished getting everything we wanted, (though we had everything we needed,) the bomb went off.
Just as we had seen in our dreams, those who were still alive after the blast began walking away from the epicenter, some dropping as they walked. They were in a daze, and unable to think clearly. We watched as one woman broke into a gas station’s bathroom to steal the cheap toilet paper that was in it. She held it to her chest and acted as if it was gold.
I then woke up.
What I have learned from these two dreams, is that:
Jesus can indeed save His children from the radiation of a nuclear bomb.
If a nuclear bomb will go off, a warning dream of the impending bomb will be given out to many of His children, to help warn them so they can prepare for it before hand.
If it will happen, it will happen in a city that is flat, and not nestled in between hills.
There were other safe places to go to; not all cities were hit with a bomb.