Dream 209 – God, His Promises and The Lost and Found

Received Sunday, August 28, 2016

Day 20 of 21-Day Fast


Dear Father,

Thank You for another day. Thank You for my husband, my children, my family, and my friends.  Thank You for Your amazing promises to me.  I cling to these.  I thank You for seeing something in me which, beyond my own comprehension, was a measure of worth to You.  I do not see as You do, but I want to.

I spent some time today looking through a small journal I found from the year 2000 and some writings from 2003. At the time, I was completely of this world and I only poured out to You in times of need.

I thankfully recognized my errors back then, but I realized I was unable to speak truthfully. I wrote on paper what I thought You wanted to hear from me.  I recognized my problems and begged to be miraculously healed or delivered from them, but I was clueless about my heart issues.

I wrote so much ‘Dear Father’ jargon, but did not really understand what was wrong with my own faith walk. This was my approach, which I now realize was not the way God desires us to come to Him:

I would only go to God in bad times. Then when He answered my prayers or did not fully, I would lean unto my own understanding and create a way for myself.  At times, well, really, most of the time, I would then get myself into trouble.  Then when I could not get out of the trouble I created for myself, I would be back on my knees.

In a way, Father, it was like reading from a tragic story. Just yesterday, I read a shortened version of the original 1940’s ‘Pinocchio’.  This was a story that my grandmother read to me when I was a little girl.  Lord, I know it was You who prompted me to read this story again.

The original story of Pinocchio is outlandish and is different than the later commercial version. The original story really was not about the lying that caused problems for Pinocchio, but rather about the situations the gullible boy would get himself into by falling into the deceptions of others.

Like my own story of foolishness, it seemed almost like a tragedy from my own journal pages written in the past when I was not truly yet a living and breathing child of God. I instead was like a puppet with an uncircumcised heart who allowed satan to be my marionette.

I too allowed others to control and deceive me because I did not know how to hear from You, Father. I did not allow You to give me life and I went through a very long, painful course on my race to arrive here as a result.

Now when I hear my children say, “Mom, I pray, but God does not answer me”, I will reply, “He does not always answer in the beginning, at least loudly. However, if we press in, remain faithful in waiting and really listen, only then can we hear His still, small voice say, ‘This is the way, walk in it!’”

Father, there was so much noise around me during my trials and tests. It was so difficult to hear Your voice in me.  Thank You for not giving up on me.  Thank You for keeping Your promises.  Thank You for making a way when there truly was no way.  Thank You for giving me streams in the desert places of my life.

Forgive me for the years I was angry at You for Your silence. I just did not know that You were listening all along.  I did not truly know You cared to listen to me.  It was not that You are a small God, but it was that I was a small person with tiny faith and mini-prayers.  Father, You are the God of the ‘Huge’.

When I look out my window, there is nothing that You have not created. You have breathed everything into being.  There is nothing beyond You and there is no miracle too great for You.  There is nothing impossible, improbable or impractical for You.

You determine our days and You know them at birth. Our mistakes do not surprise You nor do our actions cause You to change our course as You know all of this in advance.  You are amazing and so awesome in power, yet You are steadfast, unchanging and secure.

However, You will also ‘do a new thing!’ How You do all of this simply leaves me breathless and in complete awe of all that You do.  Thank You, thank You for turning all of my tears of sorrow into tears of joy.  Thank You for taking my heart and using it for Your glory.  I love You, Father.

I was crying as I wrote all of this in gratitude and love for His glorious ways and for being our loving Father.

Jesus: “Erin, come up.”

I was immediately up on the overlook in God’s valley by His door. There along the ridge path was the bench and, next to the bench, was the small rock with the bubbling spring.  I walked over to the rock and scooped up the water in my cupped hands.

With each scoop from my hands, I felt more and more life come into me. This is difficult to describe, but the water in Heaven refreshes like nothing on Earth.  After several handfuls, wherein I actually stopped counting the scoops after five, I sat down on the bench to look over the beautiful valley of God.

It was dawn and the sun had not risen yet. The sounds were incredible as there were so many different birds singing praises in unison.  There were flocks of so many varieties of birds that even someone who normally had no interest in birds or wildlife would still find this scene beyond amazing.

The River of Life ran down the middle of this valley and was flanked by meadows and orchards. The area looked professionally groomed and cared for, yet I do not believe there were any professional gardeners here other than God speaking perfection into being.

In contrast, when I look out at nature on Earth, I see overgrowth, unyielding weeds, briars mixed in with raspberry bushes and insects. Here in Heaven, all is in divine perfection and complete harmony!

As I watched the flocks of birds create flight formations in unison with their praises of song, the sun began to rise over the horizon. The sun created an amazing display of color bands, wherein every color was represented and so many more colors than on Earth.

As the sun began to rise, I heard God’s Heavenly choir of angels sing and I began to cry out to Him in praise and worship.

Me: “Oh Father, Heaven is Paradise and there is nothing like this on Earth.  This place You have prepared for us leaves me with no words other than ‘thank You!’”

I turned to look at the sunrise. Here, the sun was slow rising and slow to set and, as a result, the beauty lasted much longer in Heaven than on Earth.  I had tears streaming down my cheeks as I felt a hand on my shoulder.  I turned and there was Uriel smiling.

Uriel: Laughing.  “Erin, you with no words?  Impossible!  God requests your presence.  Are you ready?”

Me: “Of course!  I am so excited to be in His presence.”

I quickly jumped to my feet and held Uriel’s forearm. Instantly we were at God’s door.  Uriel pointed to the forestry board.  There I saw a small bag of silk blue velvet with a woven gold and silver cord.  Below this was a beautiful engraved envelope with my name on it.

I stood for a moment in hesitation when I saw a tiny little brown sparrow land on the top of the board. I had seen this little bird many times.  It looked at me and tilted its head.  It then looked up and opened its beak to sing.  The song that came out was not characteristic of a little sparrow, but more like that of a song bird.

This song was the most beautiful bird song I had ever heard. As the little bird sang, its wings changed from brown to white with silver tips.  I saw its feathers change to gold from brown and its little beak became gold.

This bird looked slightly different from the bird I had seen before here, but they could have been the same bird or even just one of many. Knowing God, it could be one of many, not just one, but I was not sure.  The bird continued to sing.

Uriel: “Are you going to open your note from the King, Erin?”

Me: “Oh yes, sorry.  I do not want to keep Him waiting on me.”

Uriel: “God is not surprised at your reaction or your delayed response.”

I turned and Uriel had his arms crossed with a knowing smile. I laughed and picked up the envelope.  Inside was a card and I opened it:

Erin, you are loved. I call you friend!  I will restore what you have lost and that which has been stolen.  I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten; the swarming locusts, the hopping locusts, the stripping locusts and the cutting locusts.  It was I who sent this great destroying army against you.  Now you will know I am God!  I have poured out My Spirit upon you and I will cause wonders in the Heavens and on the Earth.  (Joel 2:25-28)  Now be still and know I am God!

I began to cry. I knew that God had allowed all of the trouble to come against us, but it was still difficult for me to fully understand.  While I was reading the card, I saw flashes of events from my past, one right after the other.  I saw loss upon loss, mourning and tragedy, from the time since I was very little.

Uriel: “Erin, do not forget that you are loved and that He has called you.  Did you think you would not be refined by the furnace of affliction first?  Does dross need to be burned off of gold to make it pure?  Now, open the small bag.  You have questions and He will provide answers.”

Me: “It breaks my heart that my Father would send such trouble upon me, but He knows what is best and I am thankful.”

Uriel: “He has gifts for you, but, before you open them, allow me to read a message for you.  This is a version written in modern terms for you from the Lord.”

Erin, God, your God, will restore everything you lost; He’ll have compassion on you; He’ll come back and pick up the pieces from all the places where you were scattered – 33 in all. No matter how far away you end up, God, your God, will get you out of there and bring you back to the land He has promised.  God, your God, will cut away the thick calluses on your heart and your children’s hearts, freeing you to love God, your God, with your whole heart and soul and live, really live.  And you will make a new start after your God will put curses on your enemies who hated you and were out to get you.  Your new start will be given because you have been obedient to God, keeping all His commandments.  God, your God, will out-do Himself in making things go well for you:  “I have heard your cries and I have delivered you to a safe land; here I will prosper you.  Though you search for trouble, you will not find it.”

Me: Crying.  “Uriel, He has already blessed us, but I am not perfect.”

Uriel: “He is not requiring that which is unattainable.  He asks for you to bring your best daily to Him.  Do not avoid Him because you feel you are unworthy after a mistake.  He is there for you.  He is strong in your weakness.”

Me: “You are right as only Jesus is perfect and I am not Jesus.”

Uriel: “No, you are Erin and this too is good.  Now, good things are waiting!”

He smiled and pointed to the little bag and God’s door. I nodded and opened the little bag.

I gasped! There were several items over the years I had lost or were stolen from me:

  • A few of the items there were ones that I had to pawn in order to pay the utilities when the kids and I lived in Oregon when I was sick.
  • There was an old Victorian ring which my great grandmother gave me upon her death. I had lost it in a field playing with my cousins in California.
  • There was my great grandfather’s gold pocket watch which ‘disappeared’ when a relative visited years ago, along with other items.
  • There were several necklaces, pearls and precious gems, as well as my small heart of gold necklace.

However, all of these items looked brand new. Each looked bigger, shinier and even better than their last seen state.  I just stood there looking at these items and cried.

Me: “I find this funny as God obviously knew where all these items were the entire time.  Not only that, but He has now returned them just when I thought these items were lost forever!”

I put the items back in the bag and hung them back up on the board. I then turned to face Uriel.

Me: “These are better off here for safe keeping.  They had so much meaning to me once, but now just to know where they are brings me comfort.”

Uriel: “Here is another one for you, Erin.”

Uriel handed me another small bag and inside it were small one inch square photos. There were hundreds of these photos.  I recognized faces of some of my relatives.

I began to cry when I saw a photo of my mom. I picked it up and I began to cry.  It had the date of her birth, along with the date of her Heavenly birth/earthly death of September 23rd.

Me: “Tomorrow would have been my mom’s 75th birthday.  I miss her.”

Uriel: “What was lost is now found, Erin, as she is here.  Those photos are those who have been found and those you prayed for God to find.  Rejoice, for God is the God who restores those who are lost and brings them Home.  Now come.”

He put salve in my eyes as I watched the small glorified sparrow sitting on his shoulder studying me. Seeing this made me smile.  Uriel took me into God’s presence.

I felt exhausted from all that I had learned and humbled by the magnitude of His presence. I barely listened to the choir as Uriel brought me to where my knees finally gave way to the gravity created by His presence.

I stayed there for some time and I poured out to God by confessing my sins to Him. I had been complaining and fearful recently as I felt I lacked faith and trust in God, Who calls me friend.  I was sincerely sorry for partaking in anything the enemy sent my way which was contrary to the heart of God.

I cast away the cares of the world and the yokes the enemy convinced me to ‘own up and carry’ even when knowing this was against God’s instructions. I apologized for treating God as if He was small and incapable to do ‘God sized’ things.

Me: “Father, I am so sorry.  Please forgive me.  I had hoped to be further along in my faith walk than apparently I am.”

God: “Erin, you are right where I have you.  When you are burdened, do not carry this on your own.  Give your cares to Me and receive the comfort I give you.  Receive the words, the promises and the gifts, for I am the giver of good gifts.

“Now, you are coming upon your 54th year, a time of restoration and renewal.  You must sing, and sing loudly, because of your restoration.  Your tents will be expanded.  Many will return and hearts will be yielding to My call.  Fear not and be not confounded for you will not be put to shame as your Maker is your Husband.

“For a moment, I have forsaken you, but with great mercies will I gather you. In overflowing wrath, I hid my face from you for a moment, but with everlasting love I will have mercy on you.  My love will be with you.  Though the mountains depart and the hills be removed, I am with you.  Your restoration will be in full splendor.  You will be like a precious jewel in My crown.”

Me: Crying.  “So many need to know You are still with us, Father.  Many of us are discouraged as these are difficult times.  My stomach is sick when watching the news.  I feel we are being manipulated and fed lies.”

God: “You understand the times you are in.  Corruption has tentacles which are far reaching.  Many people in the last days will leave the path of truth to pursue their lusts.  This is the time you are in.  Read what is written of the dangers of the last days that you are now witnessing.”

Me: “Father, ‘last days’, ‘times’, ‘seasons’ and ‘for a moment’ are words You have given me.  Can I understand Your time?  Please forgive my boldness in asking this.”

God: “Erin, your darkest times were like a moment to Me, but an eternity to you, correct?”

Me: “Yes.”

God: “‘Seasons’ are seasons and there are four in a year.  A ‘time’ is a year and ‘times’ are years.  A ‘moon cycle’ is a moon cycle of days according to the markers in the Heavens above you at night.  While the Author and Finisher of your faith is not the God of confusion, I have allowed time to be confused.”

Me: “Why is this so unclear?”

God: “So that those of you I have called to Me will pray for wisdom and gain understanding.  Read the Words of the prophets.  I am punishing the land as you have been shown, yet the reporting is on manipulating the people to serve the enemy’s agenda.”

The floor of the Courts of God suddenly split and I saw North America below me. I again saw mighty angels over the land of the United States.  I saw instability as angels hammered the land.  I saw a storm from the south backing up rivers and spilling back again.  I saw a storm coming up the east coast.

I saw seasons change rapidly as cold descended harshly. I saw ice, hail, snow and thunder pummeling the land.  On the west coast, I saw record heat, drought and fires give way to harsh winter conditions.  There was a flip flopping of snow and melt, then ice, snow and melt, causing an extreme burden on western cities.

Then, and seemingly from nowhere and at a surprising time, the land began to shake. This shaking was in northern California and up the coast.

Me: “Father, when will this be?”

God: “Soon.  These times are coming.  However, before the time of the great shaking, many people, because of the calamities of storms and winds, floods and more, will recognize that it is I who sends this trouble upon the land.  As you know, Erin, when faced with troubles beyond your capability to control, there is only one source for comfort.”

Me: “This is You, Father!”

God: “They will come and I will answer.  I will send help from My Sanctuary.  There will be miracles, but the news media will refuse to send truth to witness to the good news.  Remember to be cautious in what you hear and to discern what you view.  It is false and misleading and many are swayed.  While the trouble continues on the cursed land, many will fail to notice the rest of the world.  Pray for Israel.  Pray for the lost, Erin, so they will be found by Me.”

Me: “I will, Father.  Please continue to protect us.  Thank You for Your promises.”

God: “You will not believe what I will do from beginning to the end.  Though you speculate, you will not comprehend it.”

Me: “Thank You.  I pray it is good!”

I felt the rolling thunder of God’s laugh.

God: “It is meant for your benefit, not for your harm.  You are loved.  This is enough for today.”

I felt Uriel stand me up to my feet.

Me: “I love You, Father.”

God: “And I you.”

Uriel took me out of God’s door.

Uriel: “God gave you promises.  Now is the time of the prophecy of Isaiah.”

Me: “Oh, would that be Isaiah 53 and 54?”

Uriel: “Very good, Erin.  Yes, but it is also like Jeremiah 31 and Ezekiel 36.  Now, the Lord will return soon and the land is being prepared to receive Him.  You are a type of witness, as are many others.  Through your testimony of miracles and healing, many will go to God in the time of great darkness before the Great and Terrible Day of the Lord.  Now, rejoice that you have been called for a time such as this to bring good news.”

Dream over…


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