In the first part of the dream, I was at a podium in what looked like the press room at the White House. President Obama was standing opposite me, looking out to a room filled with people. I was holding a small cheap gift in my hand. He asked me somewhat sarcastically where I had gotten the gift. “Why from you, Mr. President,” I replied. The room laughed.

In the second part of the dream, the President was standing in the same spot next to a whiteboard. I was standing to his right, looking across the room, and he was writing things on the board. They may have been related to his policies, but I was not paying attention. I was ignoring what he was saying. I felt like the Lord was allowing me to advise the President in the spirit on policy issues, and I even felt from the Lord that if I did not speak to the President, I would be missing an opportunity to share the Lord’s truth with him. I began to speak to the President from the Holy Spirit.