The Fall of That Great City

The Dream:
  I stood looking over a vast plane our expanse of land void except for three things. I saw a brand new and newly paved road. This was a road that had never been traveled upon (this I knew in my spirt). Thud highway or road ran from west to the east as far as the eye could see. Cutting across this was a enormous crack in the earth citing the plane into. This abyss ran from the north to the south as far as the eyes could see. I then noticed a great city lumbering slowly down this highway, traveling toward the east, toward the abyss. I knew in my spirit that this great city was America. She did not see the danger before her.
Now there was a span of pavement that extended out past the edge and hung over the open abyss below. This pavement was thin as the road bed was gone from beneath it, there was no foundation left. As this great city moved out onto this overhang, the thin pavement gave way and collapsed downward catching on a ledge below which forming a type of ramp our slide. The Great City then began to pick up speed and was slipping toward the abyss below.
I had to do something to help, to try to save her, so I stepped out onto the ramp and caught hold of  this Great City to try to pull her back to safety our at least stop her from going any further. As I caught hold of her my feet started to slide and she was taking me down with her.
The Lord said ” You must let her go or go down with her.”
So I let her go and stepped back onto solid ground. The Lord stood behind me with his hands upon my solders and we just stood there watching her slide toward her distruction. Then I woke up.
Interpretation:
  I understood the meaning of the dream.
America is on a brand new path, one that has never been traveled before. She blindly travels toward her own distruction seemingly unaware of what lays ahead. She can not be saved, it can not be stopped. If we try to save her we will go down with her. The Lord slowed the end briefly with the ramp but the end is in sight.

  This dream was given in March of 2008, after I prayed seeking answers about Americas future. I wept bitter tears and was heat broken and filled with grief. I cried out to the Lord and said “She is the only home I have ever known!” He gently reminded me that this world is not my home.
I have tried to share this and been called a fear monger. There are those amoung us that would rather die trying to save what once was that to put their trust in the Lord.
That which must be will be and this judgment can not be turned back. Seek the Lord for direction and guidance, trust in him and lean not to your own understanding. Seek him and prepare for what is coming for once it comes there won’t be any time to prepare.

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