The LORD showed me a car with the four of us driving around in Colorado, singing and having a big time. The car was red. An eagle swooped down and picked us up. He set us down in the town of Estes.
There, I saw us building a one-room, white, old-timey church with its big white steeple. It sits on a hill overlooking Estes Park. It is spring. All four of us are building the church.
My mind keeps going back to the Dream Giver where Ordinary speaks out against the giant of all giants in the name of the Dream Giver Himself. As he does, the giant crumbles. I see death and disease as being the giant that I come against in the Name of our LORD. His mighty miracles and signs spring forth as I speak out in His name, and the works of the devil are destroyed. He gets great honor and glory.
I see many people lined up to come into our church. They are bandaged and broken coming in but shiny and glimmering and new going out.
There are many eagles soaring overhead, and a huge rainbow extends across the entire mountain range.
I see the blood of Christ spilling into the mountain streams and bringing life down to the towns below.