I see buildings crumbling in NYC. They are collapsing on Wall Street. Foundational structures are too weak to support the weight. I see the bull upside down, and I see the bear raised up on his hind legs. He is a proud bear and intimidated by nothing.
I see ships of rescue coming to the US – to NYC. The Red Cross sails to Manhattan.
Jesus paddles a life raft all alone. I see me paddling a canoe with a coonskin hat on looking like Daniel Boone.
The enemy’s arrows bounce off an invisible shield that surrounds me – the shield’s name is called faith.
There is a rainbow rising over NYC. It starts in Brooklyn and extends to the ocean. Several more drape the city, and God says that the world systems may collapse, but His promises remain.
It is winter.