I saw a highway through a desert in the middle east leading up toward Israel. An Arab man was fast driving a red fuel tanker truck towards the border. The man wanted to destroy the land. Two large machine gun turrets were at the border and on both sides of the highway. They were constructed of dark grey tubular steel in a space-frame configuration. The machine guns immediately turned towards the truck and fired rapidly, destroying the vehicle.

I then saw two possibly different Arab men lying on the side of the highway. They were dressed like terrorists and were holding machine guns. One man appeared dead, but the other was wounded in the legs. The man then lit a cigar and tried to smoke it. The machine guns continued to fire at the man until he was dead. As the bullets ripped through his body, I could feel only tears of compassion for the man. Though he was an enemy of Israel, I felt God’s heart torn for His word says, “As I live,’ says the Lord God, ‘I have no pleasure in the death of the wicked, but that the wicked turn from his way and live. Turn, turn from your evil ways!” (Ezekiel 33:11). I awoke and began to pray for Israel’s enemies.