I see iron gates that had been laid all around the borders of the US being lifted up. Sharks come out of the water and walk along the ground as men.
I see the sun changing colors as if it were a kaleidoscope. Rain falls in front of the sun, then in back of it. A strong wind blows up from the east, and the colors run into the sky.
I see the scales of justice being dusted off and shined up. Preparation is being made. I see the ferris wheel again with its spies and bonnoculars trying to discern the move of God.
Hot oil is poured over everyone. In a moment, everything changes. “Rest in Me” continues to be the word – especially when things make no sense.