“..I had a vision, twice, in the last couple of months, of me at age 25, standing in a meadow, dressed in a warrior tunic, with a cape on, sandals, and a spear. Behind me was a large angel. I was in a meadow, looking up at hills and mountains. I would cry out in a loud voice, in a spiritual language, and would thump the spear to the ground every time I did that. I was sounding a war-cry, a declaration for our Lord, but I knew not what. I think I know now.
~Shared by Robin Stonstegard