And the armies which were in heaven followed him upon white horses, clothed in fine linen, white and clean.
I was with about 10-20 people, in the middle of night, watching the stars. We noticed that starts getting brighter and brighter.
They were falling to the earth and became beautiful white horses with wings. We each had one, so we got on and we would follow our leader, his name was Michael.
We went around and fought battles. If one of us became hurt, another person would touch that spot, and we would be healed. And the same for our horses. All we had to do is to touch that place of injury.
We would fight the battle and come back to our beautiful home, and relax and swim in our pool until Michael said “Let’s go!” And we mount up and win another fight. We were very nonchalant about going into battle because we knew we’ll always win.
All around our house was very dark and black, like it had been burned or in some way destroyed. There were no trees or anything. But our house was situated in a jungle like area, beautiful and lush. It was like an oasis of refreshing. We could swim in our pool, our horses could swim and we would be refreshed.
And Michael would raise his sword and we’d just mount up and fight the battle. I just remember feeling like we would always win.
He offers a resting place for me in his luxurious love. His tracks take me to an oasis of peace, the quiet brook of bliss.Psalm 23:2 TPT
This is a dream Kim had on November 27th, 1985.
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