The Power of God Hit Me

I was visiting a friend from university in Belgium. I got off the train at the train station and I walked up a flight of steps to get to street level. At the top of the steps there were two young men who handed me a sheet of paper. They said, could we pray for you? And I hadn't put two and two together. So I pull out my journal and I read to them the dream that I'd had weeks or months before. The power of God hit me. Everything went white and I woke right up. That was the first dream for me where I was like, okay, God, I'm going to start paying attention to my dreams because clearly you're