Pippa had a dream unlike any she had ever experienced before. It was set in Twin Falls, Idaho, a place of striking beauty, where the Snake River carved deep canyons through the landscape, and waterfalls cascaded down rugged cliffs. In the dream, she found herself standing on the edge of the Snake River Canyon, gazing at the rushing water below. The air was thick with a divine presence, and she felt her spirit being lifted higher.

Suddenly, the sky above her opened, and light poured down, illuminating the land. A voice, strong yet gentle, called out to her, “I am bringing a wave of healing and restoration upon this land. Many will be touched, many will be renewed, and My Spirit will move in ways never seen before.” As the voice spoke, Pippa saw a river of light flowing through Twin Falls, touching every home, every heart, every weary soul. People stood in the streets, eyes lifted, hands raised, as waves of peace and joy washed over them.

She walked through the city, past the College of Southern Idaho, where students gathered, seeking wisdom, not just of the world but of the eternal. She saw people kneeling, praying, calling out for a deeper understanding, a greater purpose. The streets of Twin Falls became places of transformation, where the lost were found, where the broken were made whole. She felt her heart swell as she witnessed families reconciled, the sick restored, and the weary given strength.

The dream shifted, and she found herself at Shoshone Falls, standing before the roaring waters. The falls were more radiant than ever, glowing with an unearthly light. “I am pouring out My Spirit like living water,” the voice continued. “Those who thirst will drink, and they will never thirst again.” She saw people stepping into the water, their burdens dissolving, their faces shining with new life. Chains of oppression, fear, and despair broke apart, sinking into the depths. The people emerged renewed, eyes full of hope, hearts overflowing with joy.

Then, Pippa was taken to Centennial Waterfront Park, where crowds had gathered in worship. The presence of God was so thick, so tangible, that the very air seemed to hum with His power. Music filled the space, songs of deliverance and victory, and angels moved among the people, touching their foreheads, whispering words of encouragement. Pippa saw people receiving visions, prophetic words, divine direction for their lives. A mighty move of God was underway, and Twin Falls was at the center of it.

Finally, she found herself at the edge of the Snake River once more. The land, once dry and weary, was now lush, alive, filled with fruitfulness and abundance. The people of Twin Falls were no longer striving in their own strength but walking in the fullness of God’s purpose. The voice spoke once more, “Tell them, I am moving. Tell them, I am here.”

With that, Pippa awoke, her heart burning with the urgency of the message. Twin Falls was on the brink of a divine outpouring, and she knew she had to share what she had seen.