It is now Tuesday, April 23, 2002, so I am 3 days late in recording this dream. From what I remember, the dream included myself, my wife Vivienne, my brother Steve and his wife Glenna, and my mom and dad. It was a morning, probably Saturday or Sunday, and all these individuals were gathered together in my new house. I do not remember what we were doing before "the event" happened.

All of a sudden, I was looking out through either my bedroom window or the back sliding glass door to the back yard. What I saw was monumentally frightening: a wave of ground, of earth, billowing toward our house. There was no escaping it, and for a second, I thought we, the entire house for that matter, would be completely swallowed up underground. It was a MASSIVE earthquake. When it hit, I yelled at everyone to get ready and brace themselves. As it passed through, it was like a wave on the ocean sweeping underneath the house. No one was hurt, and I don't remember alot of damage to the house, but looking into the back yard, the ground was completely mangled and separated. As I was watching, yet another wave...an aftershock no doubt...came barrelling through again. This aftershock was even more intense than the original rolling quake.

When I say "a wave of ground", you have to understand what I saw in this dream. It was extremely terrifying, because I saw ground, at a distance, moving in a wave toward me. As it got closer, I began to sense how large a "wave" it really was. The wave was easily higher than the height of the average house.

There were no less than seven waves of devastating aftershocks after the first mega quake rolled through, and each aftershock intensified slightly over the previous one. After one passed through, a sense of unbelief that I was still alive overwhelmed me. Then I rose up to look out the window only to see another aftershock on the way. Again, this repeated seven times after the initial earthquake.

Although I don't remember damage to the house or anyone dying, I do remember feeling upset that my fence had fallen down around the back yard, except for a few boards up near the two sides of the house. Why this concerned me at this point given the devastation to my back yard, I have no idea.

I don't remember much else about the dream due to the passage of time, but the fact that I even remember as much as I have here written is an indication of how vivid this dream was. I am a firm believer that the Lord God of heaven gave me this dream, and is possibly a warning of things to come, quite probably in America.

A couple of possible meanings/parallels:

1. There is a massive faultline underneath the Mississippi Valley of America, and was responsible for the worst earthquake in U.S. history in the early 1800's. The epicenter was in New Madrid, Missouri and was felt in many surrounding states.

Eyewitnesses described seeing waves of ground with this 8.0 magnitude quake on the Richter scale. I live in Kansas, which is next to Missouri, so it is possible that this dream was a warning about a possible repeat quake on this faultline.

2. The significance of 8 shocks (the initial quake and 7 aftershocks) is unknown, but my sister questioned whether the number 8 could mean that there will be a quake in the future that registers 8 on the Richter scale.