Before I woke up this morning, I heard so very strong in my spirit. "There is change in the water. There is change in the water. There is change in the water." I dreamed of a black man wearing a black leather bracelet. I was on a journey through the jungle. I was leading two small children through a series of things (the children might have been my brothers). They had to be completed in order. They had to be completed correctly. One of the things that had to be done was to go onto a set of train tracks and follow them through a narrow stretch, there was no ground on either side of the tracks...if a train came...there would be nowhere to go. There were train engines on the tracks where we had to start. They were not on the tracks correctly, but they were coming and going sideways. These train engines were as long as a train real train engine, but only a foot or so wide. A noticed that a couple of them were not as tall as the others...they were only slightly shorter. We had to keep dodging the engines as they were pulling in and out really fast. Then we were on the tracks and running in the rain, we had to get off of the tracks before the next train came. We then came to a place where we were two wooden decks or bridges, we had to jump from one to another and then turn quickly. The distance that we had to jump was far enough that every time we would jump, if we were not careful we would fall off of the bridge into the water. I could crawl out of the water onto the bridge, but I could not go on without jumping and not falling in. Sometimes I would jump and make it but the children would not. I would quickly help them out of the water and we would jump again. Sometimes I would jump and the children would be with me...sometimes they would not. In the water were these green leaches with pointed heads. If we fell in the water, but did not get bit by even one leach, we could go on. I would pull the children out of the water and pull the leaches off. The skin of the leaches was coming off...like they were about to shed their skin. But there were so many of them they always latched on. The final time that I fell in the water, I knew to keep my body vertical, because the water was warm at the top and that was the only place where the leaches were. They would not attach themselves to my feet, because the water was too cold for them. My clothes would protect my body...I just had to keep my head above water. The last time I jumped I do not remember if the children were with me or not. As I got out of the water, there was a black man wearing a black leather bracelet. He told me that there was change in the water. He asked me if I had any questions, I hesitated and then I told him that next time I see him, I would like for him to explain water baptism. His train left...I woke up. There is change in the water.
