On November 13, I had dream that President Trump was assassinated.

It was one of those encounters where you wake up knowing the Lord has just shown you a matter of national–or in this case international–consequence. 

What I saw involved political upheaval, spiritual deception, and a counterfeit authority rising over the nations.

In this dream, Donald Trump was assassinated. The scene was tense, as if the air itself was charged with conflict. Military planes filled the sky overhead, their engines thundering. Beneath them two U.S. government officials in jester clothing, along with a world leader from a foreign nation.