Africa Praying for America

Date: 6/20/2020

I'm sitting in a plastic fold out chair under a covering (maybe a tent), underneath my feet is a dirt floor. I'm sitting in front of a moderately sized African congregation (maybe 75+ people). Everyone is sitting patiently. There are about 2 African church leaders sitting in chairs to the left of me. They remind me of LP and Pastor Mathew, but the identities aren't clear. I ask the man leading/pastor, how many of the congregation would show up to evangelize if an evangelism event were announced. He said most all of them. At this point I think of America and how untrue this is in most of America's Churches. I felt the urge to pray for the American Church/body of Christ. I lean over in my chair towards the pastor and began to ask if it would be okay to lead the church to pray. As I do this, I feel the spirit/presence of God wash over me and my hands begin to shake intensely. My voice begins to break as I begin to weep, just shaking. The pastor didn't look surprised at my state of being and gives me permission to lead the prayer meeting. next scene... A middle aged white American man, a firefighter I think, is walking on a treadmill in his garage. When suddenly he is overwhelmed by the spirit of God and he begins shaking and weeping. He soon goes to gather his brothers and firefighter friends/brothers (they all looked similar to him: white, thick/strong, beards, some dressed as if they came from the fire station in jumpsuits ). He brought them back to the place he felt the spirit, in the garage, and is telling them about his experience and his brothers are intrigued. End dream.