Dream 285 – SparrowCloud9

Dream 285 – God, U.C. Berkeley and an Open Door

Received on Sunday, July 1, 2018

Communion

Dear Father,

I love You! You create such beautiful things. Today, I give thanks for another day and all You have done. You are glorious. You are mysterious. You are amazing. You are bright. You are powerful. When I run after You, You turn and capture me. When I run away from You, You still pursue me and there I find You.

I am smiling today at the glory of You! I have never appreciated my eyes before like I do now. I have taken them for granted until I began to notice diminished eyesight when my headaches come. I now try to capture every moment of every beautiful thing You have created as if my eyes were the lenses of a great camera.

My husband drove me to the place eagles nest and fish two evenings ago. At around 8:00pm, there is so much activity. I feel so close to God here as I watch these amazing birds. I am in awe and they bring me such joy.

It has been very hot and humid here, my least favorite combination. I have been tiring quickly as this heat just saps my energy. I had a long and vivid dream last night…

Sub-dream 1 begins…

While I was in a much younger body, I was still the same age in memories and wisdom that I am now. While I soon realized that I was also now responsible for a baby, I was not aware if I had given birth to it or not. My children were all the ages they are now.

I now had to pick up my youngest daughter from a high school that I had once attended and my mom had taught at. I pulled up along the curb as I always did to pick her up when I suddenly noticed that it had been changed to angle in parking. I then backed up and parked the car accordingly.

As I sat there looking at the school, I became very heavy with nostalgic images of my mom coming out to the parking lot with her arms full of projects to grade at home and various other things. While the building looked so brand new back then, it was now worn from years of activity.

In my mind, I could still see my mom standing there with her large engaging smile and her perfect white teeth. However, this nostalgic image quickly left when I heard the baby in my backseat stir as we waited for my daughter to come out.

After picking her up, I asked her about her day as we drove out of the parking lot. When I looked in my side mirror, my mom was there again in my mind and I could see her fumbling to get all of her items into our old Subaru.

When I then looked into my rearview mirror, I had expected to see more of her. However, I instead saw this bright smiling toddler in the backseat teething on something and cooing. When I adjusted my mirror up so I could see my mom again, she was no longer there.

I could feel a lump in my throat as I took a deep breath and continued to the university to pick up my older daughter. We pulled up to the university and it was clad in stone and brick. It also had some ivy that crept up the sides of some of the buildings. Since we were early, I decided to park and go inside the Campus Library.

As we walked towards the library, something very odd happened. This stately eastern looking university suddenly turned into the U.C. Berkley Campus. When I was a child ages six to eight, I had spent a lot of time in tow of my mom’s hand while she completed her schooling there and taught classes.

I looked over to my right and there was Sproul Hall. I remembered my parents being friends with one of the sons of the Sproul’s. There were always protesters and activists sprawled out on the steps of this hall, along with a huge police presence.

We continued to walk some ways until we came up to the Doe Library. The architecture was incredible. At some point, my younger daughter was no longer with us. However, I was still carrying my toddler on my hip. I must have been strong again to do this.

As I climbed the stairs of this library, I remembered that it was just as incredible on the inside as it was on the outside. Marble columns and tiles were the main component and it was wonderful to look at. However, as I walked into this building, it was no longer the beautiful white Carrera marble which I had remembered.

Instead, it had been heavily paneled over all of the marble with cheap plywood. The plywood had then been stained dark to try to disguise it to look like mahogany wood. All of the ceiling walls and the floors were all cheaply veneered. Horrific! Hanging from the ceiling were old single bulb chandeliers that gave off almost no light.

I was in shock over the transformation of this once beautiful piece of historic architecture into ‘this’! I then began to walk down the main hall looking for the books and the study tables. As I did this, my baby was still clinging to me and was very quiet.

As I wanted to know more about this strange transition in architecture, I looked for someone that worked there. I soon found someone working at a table. This woman looked like she was from the 1940s era in her clothing, hair, makeup and glasses.

Me: “Hello. I looked around and could not find any books or study tables. What happened to the library?”

Woman: Laughing. “There is no need for books anymore. There is one truth and it is all knowing and all seeing. Who are you looking for?”

I instantly had a sick feeling come over me and into my stomach. I somehow instantly knew that she was not speaking about our God.

Me: “Oh, I am looking for my daughter. I think she is down through the hall over there.”

While I stated this to her confidently, I really did not know for sure whether she was there or not.

Woman: “Oh, okay, go ahead then.”

She quickly went back to the stack of papers she had been combing through. I took a deep breath and continued walking. As I approached the room at the end of the hall, I could hear some college kids laughing.

I looked into the room and it was stately. There were beautiful and rare antique pieces and a beautiful custom-made Bukhara or Persian red rug. While the fireplace was massive and book shelves lined the back walls, the shelves did not have any books.

As I glanced over to these kids, I could tell that they were arguing. For some reason, they did not see us even though we were right in front of them. They too looked like they were all from the 1940s. There were three boys and two girls, all around 18 to 20.

While the one woman looked just like pictures of my younger mom, she would have just been a toddler during this timeframe. As I came closer, I could hear them arguing about the state of the campus, the government and the USA in general. While I recognized some of the names they were arguing about, there were also names I did not recognize.

The conversation finally turned ugly when one of the boys decided to relieve himself on the beautiful rug. He started to speak as he urinated…

Boy student 1: “They are all Jews anyway. Piss on them and the ‘holy ground’ they walk on. This is my area.”

Instead of being outraged at what he had just done, they all laughed. I turned and walked back down the hall towards the woman I had just talked to. She was no longer there. When I came closer, there was a sign that read ‘Back at 7:00am’. I then heard a conversation from an office ahead of us and decided to go and investigate.

I came up to a massive executive office. As I looked in, I could hear the president of the campus discussing plans to ‘navigate the current unrest’. The two men talking there seemed quite nice and diplomatic. While they had great plans, they had no idea how much they were opposed and hated.

I then heard the voices from the other room approaching this office. Two of them went into the president’s room and were greeted there warmly. These two kids were now acting completely different than what I had just witnessed down the hall. The three kids who remained with us in the hallway started to talk to each other quietly.

Boy student 1: “That’s okay, we’ll hunt them down like dogs.”

Boy student 2: “That’s too much work.”

Female student 1: “Don’t worry. We know where all of them are.”

They then started laughing together. A nauseated feeling came over me again.

Sub-dream 1 over…

Father, this dream was disturbing. The beauty of Your Creation is being overcome by such horrible things. I have never seen such fury and anger before in my life. Things in the media are no longer based on facts. Instead, the reports are meant to sway all of us away from the truth.

People are being falsely accused. While some are receiving severe punishment for doing very little wrong. others that incite violence and call for destruction are labeled as heroes. While it seems as if this country is a mess, perhaps it is not as it seems to be moving at the pace You have planned from the beginning – no faster and no slower.

Oh Father, please strengthen and heal us soon so the Kingdom of God will rise! You are much greater than all of this. Your ways are higher…and better! We love You so much, Father, so please help us!

Jesus: “Erin, come up.”

I was sitting in a field of wildflowers. The sky was blue and beautifully clear. There were no clouds and therefore no impending storm. I heard the Voice of God call to me from all around. Though I could not see Him, His Voice filled me with joy.

God: “Be still and know I am God. I change times and seasons. I depose kings and raise up others. I give wisdom to the wise and knowledge to the discerning. I reveal deep and hidden things. I know what lies in darkness and light dwells with Me.

“Erin, your warfare has ended, your iniquity has been pardoned and you have received from My hand double for all your sin. I have prepared a way in the wilderness. There is a highway for Me in the desert. I will lift up the valleys and every mountain and hill will be made low. The uneven ground shall be leveled and I will make jagged places a plain. There you will see My glory and all men shall see this.

“Erin, for those with Me, I give power to the faint and strength to those who are powerless. For those against Me, even those who are youthful shall faint and grow weary. Young men shall fall in exhaustion. However, for those who wait on Me, their strength shall be renewed by My breath.

“They will mount up with wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They shall walk and not grow faint. Do not fear for I am with you. Do not be afraid for I am God. I will strengthen you. I will help you. I will uphold you with My right hand of righteousness. Do not be dismayed when it seems the wicked succeed for their time is short and their joy is fleeting.

“Erin, do not be anxious. Seek Me in all that you do. All the things you need are known by Me and I will provide them for you. Do not be anxious for tomorrow as tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble. I know you…be still…I love you.

“My plans are to give you hope and a future. I will not abandon you to the grave. I delight in what you delight in. I know the desires of your heart. You sit in this field of flowers. While there is beauty all around you, to Me, there is nothing more beautiful than you in this field. While I know you see yourself as old, I see young and vibrant.

“Surrender all that you are to Me this day, Erin, and let Me take you on the wings of eagles where I call you. I will heal your brokenness. I am about to do something in your days you would not believe even if you were told. Are you ready?”

I suddenly remembered the eagles diving for fish and that they were so strong and beautiful. I soon became emboldened by the thoughts of flying and living free.

Me: In an uncharacteristically loud voice! “I was born ready!”

God and I then laughed together. As He laughed, the ground rolled and the flowers waved. While this seems like it could be scary, I felt incredible peace from His laughter. This is hard to explain though.

God: “Actually, Erin, it took fifty or so years.”

Me: Smiling. “Then I surrender my life to You as I am, Father, for my days are numbered by the doctors. While they have plans for me too, there is a cost.”

God: “I am your Creator and Father and I have you. Rejoice and be glad. What I open, no one will shut. What I shut, no one will open. I have now placed before you an open door.”

Right there in front of me appeared a door in the middle of the field of flowers I was in. The door was being held open by a door jam. The door was beautiful and tall and had the same four panels I had seen before here. The door opened and light immediately started to stream through it. I jumped to my feet and ran to opening of the door.

God: “No one can shut this door, Erin. I know that you have very little strength, yet you have kept My Word and have not denied My Name. As you have kept My command to endure with patience, I will also keep you from the hour of testing that is about to come upon the whole world. Now, do not fear what is soon to come. Walk through the door that I have opened. Rejoice, Erin, rejoice!”

I then walked through the door that God had presented to me.

Dream over…

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