I had a dream about the Rapture on 05/09/2020.
I arrived at a certain place where there were people who were preaching, (pastors)- the kind of the gospel they were preaching was to please man, the listeners were chanting songs, giving the glory to the pastors who were preaching, and it was as if they were the Gods.
I was sitting with my pastor in the benches; we were not agreeing to what was being done with those guys who were preaching because they were the ones who were receiving the glory. Our pastor was prepared to go and preach the message but wasn't given the opportunity, but we were not happy with the gospel at all.....
It happened that I left there and went to a particular place where there were people who were just walking around in the city. I looked into the sky and saw very big bright stars, and the moon, moving sequentially, they were moving for a long period of time in series.
I was just starring and staring, and when the stars ceased to move a face in the sky began moving in the same direction as the stars, and the face was smiling.
The face had disappeared from my sight when suddenly there came a very strong earthquake which was destroying huge buildings, and all high places where being made low, not even a single building was left.
The people all panicked and were running, but not knowing where to go; there was no time to take the children or a brother because everyone was running for his or her life, and there was no safe place for people to hide.
While I was among those who were running, I was telling them to repent saying the kingdom of God is at hand, repent. I continued telling people to repent, but it was as if there was no time for them to repent because everyone was running late.
Fear entered people, and not even a single person thought of repenting; only those who had repented before this trauma were going to be saved from the great danger. One thing I was telling myself was that at least I have repented way back and that even if I die, I am going to rise.
I was just waiting for my time to die because it was definite that not even one person was going to survive.
But to my surprise, I wasn't affected, the earthquake came to cessation, and I was alive, but many people had perished, and all the buildings were down to their foundations.
I woke up; it was so real that I couldn't go back to sleep because everything that happened was still on my mind.