On the second night of a three-day fast, I had a dream I was with the Obama’s, Michelle and Barack.
I looked at Barack, pointed at him, he looked at me, and I said, “‘Change’ was your promise, and ‘change’ is God’s promise; their plan has been changed and your plan will not happen. You will change.”
He was stunned and didn’t know what to do. He wasn’t angry. He seemed to become friendlier, but dazed.
Then, I looked at Michelle. I knew. Michelle knew that I knew. And I knew that Michelle knew that I knew. I won’t share what I knew about Michelle, suffice to say that Michelle knew that I knew. We said nothing. And, that is all you need to know.
Then, I started to teach Barack what I was doing, at the time podcasting, because there wasn’t anything else for him to do since his life had changed.
The next day, the Lord told me, “I love Barack Obama, and so can you.”
Love, true love, lover that conquers all fear, and love that overcomes enemies—Love was a theme for the next three days in my life.