The Camp Of God

June 6, 1990

On the night of June 6th I couldn't sleep, but with troubling thoughts, the time passed fast enough. When I looked at the clock it was already midnight. Getting on my knees I spent quite a while praying, and afterwards I went to bed. The dream that I had that night made me shake all over. It terrified me.

In front of me appeared a man with a handsome face, but he was very big. Standing, he could reach the heavens with his head, but his feet were not on anything solid. There was thunder coming out of his mouth. He took the stars, the moon, and the sun and put them in a tent. Then I saw no more land or people, but only the skies which were like water. I became frightened and asked, "What is happening here? Where are all the people?"

He then showed me a very big tent. Through the crack of the door I saw a very bright light. It was so powerful that I couldn't look at it straight. Through the lightning I heard a voice that said, "Behold, this is the camp of God, in which sit the chosen ones."

When I looked through the light of the tent I saw Christ. Then I heard a voice say, "These are all my redeemed which are on the earth who have a clean life and who are washed in my blood."

After that I heard a loud clap of thunder. Then I woke up. I went and told my family and now I wanted to share it with you.

Revelation 21:3, "And I heard a loud voice from heaven saying, "Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and He will dwell with them, and they shall be His people, and God Himself will be with them and be their God."