The Dream

On the morning of March 26, 2017, I was awakened from a marvelous dream. A dream of Iceland springing forth with the Father’s gift of revival. Thousands were touched by the work of the Holy Spirit, with a renewed and contagious zeal for God and His kingdom! One of the most remarkable parts of this dream that I remember was being able to sense the electrifying charge of the Spirit that I felt from every part of creation. I was flying, with a birds eye-view over this expansive valley, sandwiched between two mountains....in the valley, thousands of people filled the land, worshiping and praising Jesus....Huge, vibrant, purple banners were blowing in the wind....you could hear the flapping and snapping of the fabric as the wind billowed through them....The atmosphere was buzzing with charge. I could feel the rocks crying out. The wind sang of His glory. I could feel the releasing of praise from every blade of grass. The purple lupine were lifting their praise, too. Every part of creation was echoing worship to the King!! It was uplifted and carried to the heavens....

A month before my first season in Iceland, I still wasn't sure where I would be starting the journey. All I knew was that the Lord would reveal the specific destination in His perfect timing——And then, in a single moment, scrolling Google images——I saw my dream. He led me to Vík í Mýrdal, and the rest of the story is still unfolding. The remnant is awakening and His revival Spirit is on the move!