Ojibwe Nation
This dream that I had back in 2013 popped up in my memories. I thought I would share it again. I remember waking up that morning shaking like a leaf, so gripped with His presence.
Woke up from a dream: There was a prowler moving from Indian reservation to reservation, from west to east, and when it got to an Ojibwe Rez…it froze and couldn’t pass the border. Suddenly the “prowler” began to run across America in a panic but all of the borders were closing and it had nowhere to run but into the sea. As soon as he was gone, the sky lit up with brilliant light and colors danced on the sky like the Northern Lights and the wind began to blow and rain began to fall and I could hear the sounds of drums and rattles. The rumble shook the ground and worship rose up from within the earth and filled the atmosphere.
Suddenly the sky broke open and angels began to descend with singing and dancing and wearing (the best I can describe it) heavenly regalia in different shades of white, with ribbons everywhere. A beautiful and HUGE white lion jumped out of the sky and began to run around America in circles roaring into reservations and cities. With each roar, colors brightened, trees and flowers waved like they were hit with gusts of wind and the faces of people changed….even landscapes began to change formation. Even now I am shaking as I remember this dream more vividly and I am moved to pray for all native nations today….but in particular, the Ojibwe Nation.