Dana Coverstone Prayer topics
Prayer Topics:
- Chemtrails spread new virus
- Southern Invasion: No mercy
- Media Distracts
- Internal Revolution
- Church on Spiritual Fire!
“Let Me Show You Something”
Dana Coverstone, Dream, April 17th - May 16th
The dream began with me sitting on the top of a very tall tree, looking down on fog and mist covering Canada, America and Mexico. The fog was churning and staying in place over the US. It was moving specifically over both the northern and southern border.
CHEM TRAILS SPREADING NEW VIRUS:
The Man [Angel] appeared and said, “Let Me show you something.” He grabbed my hand, and we stepped out in the air. We walked through the fog and it tried to grab me with eerie arms. The Man led on until we reached the ground. “Look up,” He said. The fog was gone. I saw jets flying in all directions. It seemed to just be about dusk and the lights all over the country went out. I saw fast-moving jets spraying something out with their exhaust. The jets flying north and south in a crisscross pattern blanketing the entire country. I saw people going to work and school.
The scene changed: VIRUS
I was standing in Times Square. The jumbotron Television screens were breaking news of a major national outbreak of a new virus. It was late summer/early fall. It was infecting and killing people and reported as being twice as lethal as Covid. The WHO was laying out guidelines that must be followed regardless of constitutions or national laws. Military tanks and hummers started patrolling as the announcements were being made. I said to Him that the jets appeared to be the source of the medical issue. The Man nodded then said, “There is more to see,” and we suddenly appeared on the southern border.
INVASION FROM SOUTH: NO MERCY
I saw an enormous line of volcanoes spring up overnight. They stretched from the western point of CA to TX. They were very tall. The ground was shaking. The volcanoes erupted magma and lava. The entire border shook. The ground below them was torn. All sorts of people dressed like normal migrants began sprinting into the country as fast as they could run. They were taking an array of weapons out of their backpacks. The people on the American side were watching the eruptions and didn’t notice the people coming towards them. They pointed at the sky and made all sorts of faces and noises like they were watching fireworks. The runners were working together in coordination storming and shooting everything in the homes. They took nothing, but just killed all they found and sprinted on to the next house. They were moving with skill and military precision. They were brutal showing no mercy, killing all they found. Some carried samurai swords and beheaded many along the way.
MEDIA DISTRACTIONS:
Back at Times Square, the Jumbotron televisions were ignoring the southern invasion and discussing the spectacular eruptions on the southern border! People were not warned, they were coming out of their homes to watch. He encouraged anyone within 100 miles of the border to go outside as you could see the spectacular show.
I said to the man, “That newsman is trying to get people outside so that they will be killed.” The Man nodded His head and said, “There is more to see.”
CAPITOL: INTERNAL REVOLUTION
Suddenly we were standing outside the Capitol in Washington. I heard someone yelling into a bullhorn to take back the country. There were demonic screams coming out of humans. There was a fence surrounding the Capitol. Suddenly, the Police and Military threw ropes to the top of the fences and pulled the fences down. Just as suddenly, the doors of the Capitol pushed open and Congressmen and Congresswomen and Senators rushed the streets, stepping over the flattened fences. Using guns and clubs they began attacking and beating all citizens they saw. They left a bloody trail and pursued people until the people dropped from exhaustion. The people were beaten to death left lying in the streets. It was so horrific I said, “Why are our elected officials beating their own citizens?” He didn’t move His head at all but said, “There is more to see.”
The scene changed:
I was standing on the banks of a river early in the morning. There was fog and so quiet, I could hear frogs croaking. No noise at all. The man stood beside me quietly and pointed twice to His ear then pointed across the river. I walked to the edge and listened but heard nothing. I strained to hear muffled cries. The fog lifted and I saw a little country church at the end of a long gravel road. The windows were open, I heard saints crying out. There was a wisp of fire on the roof.
Instantly the Man and I were at the Church. The church was full of people crying out to God, repenting, calling out names of elected officials, praying that corruption would be exposed. They were praying in tongues, in English and in Spanish and they were praying with passion, and it was refreshing. There was a standing globe on a table near the pulpit and people had laid their hands upon it praying for the nations. I began to pray on the outside of the window and the Man said to go tell them I am pleased with their passion, but they must not stop.
He said, “Prayer is the most effective way to push back the darkness that is both here and coming.” He breathed toward me. I felt the wind go through me. It was a hot breeze. It went past me like a rushing mighty wind and set the entire church on spiritual fire. I turned but the Man was gone, and I heard these words, “I am with you Church, I am with you. And there is more to do.”