Dream Trip

On July 1, 2016 I had a dream, where I saw a swimming pool full of people laughing, splashing and enjoying one another. It was a grand and great celebration, then I hear in a loud voice, in my dream, Western Arkansas. The sound of the voice was so loud it woke me out of my sleep. I immediately went to my computer to find out what is in Western Arkansas. You see this year; I have been “re-digging the wells” per a command from God out of Genesis 26. This command has brought me to many places around our nation, so I had a thought that this was a call to a well I did not know existed, little did I know how significant this dream trip was going to be. I found out that in 1914 the Assemblies of God had their first General Council meeting in Hot Springs, AR (Western Arkansas), so now I knew what city I was headed to.
With a date set for this trip, a rental car and hotel reserved, I was nearing the time to go on this trip, so I emailed the World Headquarters of the Assembly of God in search of an address for the location of this first General Council meeting. I sent this email on Saturday August 6, 2016, 11 days before I was going to leave for this dream trip. On Sunday August 7, 2016, I had another dream, this one was about storm clouds I saw rolling in, so I ran into a building up to the 2nd floor bathroom, looked out the window and saw a pueblo below with people hanging around. I look to my left out of this window and see the flood waters coming down the hill, they hit the pueblo and create a wave. I realize I need to leave this building, for the rain is coming. I run downstairs to a porch located on the front of this building. I see many friends from high school on the porch, so I check the stability of the poles holding up the patio. I realize they are loose, due to the number of people on the patio, so I leave that location and take off running down the street. I run to a parking garage, get up the second floor, look outside and see the flood waters coming down the street below, but know I am safe in this parking garage. I am not afraid, just making sure I am secure. I hear a voice that says, in my dream, “Did I not tell you there is going to be an abundance of rain?” End of 2nd dream.
Monday morning, August 8, 2016 I get a phone call from the Archive Department at the World Headquarters of the Assembly of God church in Springfield, MO, the lady says, I got your email about wanting an address for the location of the first General Council meeting for the Assemblies of God church. I said, yes ma’am I sure do. She said, the address is 200 Central Avenue, Hot Springs, AR, there is a plaque in the cement on the sidewalk to show this was the location of which used to be a Grand Opera House, but that building has since been torn down and now there is a parking garage. She went on to say, I hope that does not disappoint you, I said, no ma’am that actually excites me. She said, alright, enjoy your trip. I said, I sure will.
I got off the phone and wept like a baby, what kind of God do I serve, that He would give me two dreams with such specific details. Needless to say, I was overwhelmed by the goodness and love of God, as well as super excited for this trip. So, on Wednesday August 17, 2016, I drove down to Hot Springs, AR and found the parking garage, which is in the picture with the plaque on the ground in front of it. I got to this dark, dingy, beer bottle, vodka bottle and dusty cars holding parking garage. I went to the second floor and declared that healing waters will flow again, that the well of revival that was birthed in this place will be re-opened and that America and the nations will experience a might healing revival like we have never seen before in our short history as a nation. I prayed, I sang, I declared and I cried as I was led step by step to this very location.
When I sensed I did what I was brought there to do, I stepped foot out from under that parking garages roof and it began to rain. I cried again, I not only have heard the sound of the abundance of rain in the spirit, I have seen it in the natural and I felt like the Lord said, when I walked out of that garage, “IT HAS BEGUN!” I walked up and down that historic street in the rain, looking at places that used to be, dreaming about what was coming. All I could sing while walking in the rain for over an hour was, Let It Rain, Let It Rain, Open the Floodgates of Heaven, Let it Rain! This was my dream trip to Western Arkansas and I will never be the same again.