I tell you, when she was singing tonight, I had my eyes closed. I saw the rain. I didn’t see golden rain. I saw purple rain.
And I thought, “This is the oddest thing. We’ve seen golden rain before.”
But tonight, as she was singing, I closed my eyes and I saw big blobs of purple rain. And it was falling.
I saw people. And they were doing like this with their mouth open, while she was singing, and positioning themselves to catch the rain.
And I said, “Lord, what is the purple rain.”
The Lord said, it was His wine. It was purple rain. And it was His wine that He was pouring out.
How many of you want His wine? Hallelujah. I’m not a wine-bibber in the natural, but I’d make a good spiritual wine-bibber.