Sounds plausible to me.
What I remember of the dream most is my reaction to seeing the storm.
I stopped where I was and watched for a few seconds before taking off for shelter again.
Not many seemed concerned with the storm though.
There was an entire family having dinner, talking laughing and joking as this freakish sized storm bore down on them.
That's when I woke up, like someone flicked a light switch.
That confirms it even more to me.
Reminds me of the Belteshazar scene in the Bible where he's having a grand party time with the vessels from the Jewish Temple.
And
THE HAND
comes to write on the wall that he's been weighed in the balances and found wanting.
Many are blithely going about their 'eat drink and be merry for tomorrow we die' mentality thinking that there is no tomorrow and that they will always be in charge of their destinies to do whatever feels good, whenever, however, wherever and to blazes with the details.
To blazes, exactly.
Most will not wake up until it is far, far too late for them to do anything about it but sink painfully into the chaos.
God have mercy on all of us. And on the idiots--whatever His will decrees.
"There was an entire family having dinner, talking laughing and joking as this freakish sized storm bore down on
them.
That's when I woke up, like someone flicked a light switch."
Perhaps a family in particular, the family as a social structure, or both are about to be demolished. It fits with the gay marriage nightmare.
I think that perhaps it could conceivably also be something about
too many members of the family of God in the Church being unprepared and complacent about the storm of evil being loosed upon the world in the end times.