The Lord gave me this dream about our nation. In it, I was sitting at a desk in what appeared to be a library. The Lord spoke to me gently and said, “Sit and write the things I will show you that are to come.” I could see our nation torn in two. We had somehow become like two separate countries. The dividing line seemed to be along the Mississippi River. The western part of the U.S. was in chaos and anarchy, with vigilante and militia armies roaming everywhere, trying to defend their communities. The eastern part of the U.S. was also profoundly shaken but starting to recover slowly. I then heard the Lord speak to me and say, “I will preserve a remnant of this nation for my glory, but the half I will turn over to destruction in judgment for their sin.”