God gave me a vision of a broom Thanksgiving morning

[jeolmstead]

God gave me a vision of a broom Thanksgiving morning. I saw that it was coming. Sunday I saw it again. This time it swept down a swath from Maryland to the northern part of Louisiana. It swept in an arch across the area between the Mississippi river and the east coast. In its wake was a great light. I think some old bad things are going to be soon brushed away; these then to be replaced by the very good.