In this dream I'm in my bedroom, standing next to my bed.  I'm not sure what I was doing, just that I was next to the bed.  Suddenly I feel the presence of the Lord coming my way.  I immediately kneel down, bow my head, and fold my hands in respect and reverence to the Lord, expecting His arrival to bring with it a huge blessing, and manifesting of His presence.  (point of note: I was seeing this part of the dream in 3rd person perspective)  Not long after this I see something akin to this ocean wave enter the room and flow over me.  It was God's spirit.

However, when it did, I didn't feel anything.  I was expecting that it would bathe in the powerful, manifest presence of God.  Instead I only felt the wave pass over me (not skip me, but rather pass through me and move on) which then left this incredible peace behind.  (the dream switches back to 1st person POV here)  Not far away, in the same room, there were two other gentlemen, I'd say roughly college age, standing there.  I don't know what they were doing prior to the wave arriving as I only saw what became of them after it passed through, but not what happened before the wave arrived.

In their case, unlike with me, when the wave hit them, it absolutely rocked their world, and I remember them bowing down, closing their eyes, lifting their hands, and praising God with all their heart, soul and mind.  I don't know if they were healed, or what exactly happened to them, but I was made to understand that the experience they were having was on par with the Lewis and Azuza street revivals.  I woke up shortly after this.