Dream 276 – Jesus, the Revolutionary War and the Map
Received on Sunday, February 18, 2018
Communion
Dear Father,
Thank You for another day! Thank You for all that we have. I give blessings and thanks for my patient family and friends. I can never thank You enough for the gift of their presence in my life. Thank You!
Father, I had a very clear dream that was prophetic in nature last night. Please guide my pen to write everything just as You had given this to me, all according to Your Will…
Sub-Dream 1 description begins…
I was a hostess and server in a function taking place in a very large historic building. Gaslight lamps dimly lit the rooms. The organization hosting this event was very large, very powerful and was to remain ‘anonymous’.
We had been instructed to simply serve and to keep to ourselves. We had also been instructed to say nothing but ‘can I offer you x, y or z?’ We were also to pick up used utensils, plates, napkins and glasses as needed and dispose of them prior to exiting each room. We were specifically restricted from doing anything else but these exact things.
I was about 30 years old again, perhaps even younger, but I was definitely not Transformed. Each server, including me, had been given an earpiece in order to receive instructions.
Hall #1 – Pregnant Couples – White Cake: I was then given a large sterling silver tray with a large homemade looking vanilla cake with vanilla icing on top of it. It was an unremarkable looking cake and was not very tempting to the eyes.
As I looked closer at the cake, I noticed that it was resting on top of a bunch of gold nuggets. The entire tray had been evenly covered in these gold nuggets! The cake had also been precut into small two-inch-by-two-inch squares so that it would be all ready to be served to the guests.
I was instructed to enter the first room to my left. When I walked in, I noticed that this room consisted of couples watching a movie together. Each woman was within a few weeks, some within just a few days, from giving birth. All of them were around eight to nine months pregnant.
I soon noticed that the tension in this room seemed high for some unknown reason. While I noticed that some of the men were quite attentive to the women that they were with, other men seemed somewhat disinterested. Some of the men even seemed ‘completely worn out’.
As I walked down one of the aisles that were between these couples, a voice came on in my earpiece…
Voice: “You are not to offer any cake to the men. As for the pregnant women, you are only to offer the cake to half of them.”
Me: In my thoughts. “Okay, that means only about 25% of the people in this room will be getting a piece of cake.”
As I was serving the cake as instructed, I noticed that one of the pregnant women had stood up to speak to her group…
Woman: “I am really sorry, but I have to leave now.”
As soon as she finished saying this, I heard the voice in my earpiece again…
Voice: “Quickly, offer the woman who wants to leave a piece of cake.”
Me: Addressing the woman. “Oh, are you leaving? I have a piece of cake for you.”
After I served her a piece of this cake, she decided to sit back down. I then served the ‘one-quarter’ of the room as I had been instructed to and turned to leave. I then heard various people from around the room calling out to me to ask me for a piece of this cake as well. The voice quickly addressed me again…
Voice: “Ignore them. You are to leave this room right now.”
I quickly walked out of the room. As soon as I was back in the grand hallway, a man was there to take my tray and hand me a new one.
Hall #2 – Teens and College Age – Fancy Alcoholic Beverages: This tray had alcoholic beverages. These beverages were in lowball glasses and in bright colors such as blues, pinks and greens. Each beverage had fancy cut fruits, flowers, umbrellas and/or other items that made these drinks look even more attractive.
I was instructed to enter the second room with my new tray. The room was filled with teens to college aged young adults. There was a deejay playing loud music and everyone was dancing wildly. Further instructions then came…
Voice: “You are only to serve half of the room with these drinks. Make sure that all of the women are served first. Any leftover drinks can then be served to the men.”
While I already knew all too well that I was not to ‘question the voice’, there was really no ability to do so even if I had wanted to. There was no ability to ask questions of this ‘voice’ as this had been designed for one-way communication only.
Voice: “If a man reaches for one of your drinks, refuse him by simply saying ‘oh no, ladies first!’”
I soon then had to do exactly this on several occasions and did it just as my mysterious employer had told me too.
Voice: “Now, make sure you empty your tray of all beverages before leaving the room as these drinks are not allowed outside of this area.”
As I was serving the very last of the beverages, I noticed that these small four-ounce drinks were already making these girls inebriated and unusually more than they should have. As the ‘now drunk’ half consisted of all of the women, I began to have concerns for them, especially given that most of the men here were teens or college aged and were probably now interested in more than ‘just dancing’.
Voice: “Don’t think! Come back into the hallway now.”
Hall #3 – Men in their late 30s in Tuxedos – High Stakes Poker Table: When I came back into the hallway, my now empty tray was replaced with a new tray. The new tray consisted of some Cuban cigars, poker chips and three keys.
The first key was bronze, the second key was silver and the third key was gold. Each of the keys had a ribbon of red, white and blue attached to it. I somehow knew that the keys themselves were a type of skeleton key that could be used to unlock some specific cabinets.
I was instructed to walk into the third room, the one at the end of the hallway. This room was particularly dark, darker than the rest. I could only see one single light in the entire room and it was directly over a poker table.
The men around the table were all dressed in tuxedos and were all in their late thirties. I went over to them as I was to pass out the Cuban cigars to them first.
Voice: “You are to now place the poker chips in the middle of the table, along with the three keys. You will see five cards under the poker chips. Do not draw attention to these cards. After you discretely take the five cards off the tray, you are to then drop your tray on the ground to create a distraction. While everyone is distracted, place the five cards into the pocket of the man that is at the head of the table.”
I ‘accidentally’ bumped my tray against the back of one of the men’s chairs and it dropped noisily to the floor. Since the game was high stakes, no one paid ‘that much’ attention to me. The distraction worked perfectly. I was able to glance at the cards just before placing them into the man’s jacket pocket. The cards formed a ‘Royal Flush’ and consisted of the ace, king, queen, jack and 10 of hearts. For those who do not know poker, this is the greatest hand possible.
After I discretely placed the five cards in the man’s jacket pocket, I went over and picked up my tray. The floor was covered in a red Bukhara rug. It was an antique, probably from Afghanistan, and was in perfect condition.
As I bent over, the man with the five cards now in his jacket pocket purposely ‘made a pass at me’ as I bent down to pick up my tray. The table laughed, but I quickly realized that this was also part of the distraction. While the entire table of men were still laughing at this, the man quickly switched out his cards by using me as a shield and a distraction.
It worked and all of the other men at the table were completely fooled. I realized that all of this had been done to make absolutely sure that this man would win this particular poker hand and therefore the items on the table. While I did not understand what the items they were gambling for were, I knew that they must have been extremely important.
To help ensure that this ruse worked, I instinctively pretended to be embarrassed as I collected my tray from the floor and excused myself. Since everyone was still laughing and smiling as I left, I knew that the switch had been successful. As I was leaving, I then noticed that there were three separate display cases between the door and me:
- The first display case consisted of ‘Glocks’ and ‘Rugers’ handguns
- The second display case consisted of antique rifles and muskets
- The third display case consisted of high-tech semi-automatic and fully-automatic guns, some of which were so high-tech that I had never seen them before, even in movies set in the future
Voice: “Well done. Now, come back into the hallway. There is only one more room left for you to serve.”
Hall #4 – Elderly Sickly Men – Milk of Magnesia and Pills: I exited through a door just past the high-tech gun display case. On the other side of the door was a type of ‘butler’s pantry’. Once there, a man handed me a nurse’s dress to put over my uniform.
After putting the dress over my uniform, I then put on a white sweater and an old nurse’s hat that I had also been handed. I looked into the mirror and, thanks to some movies that I have seen, I knew that I now looked like a nurse from the 1940s.
Before entering this fourth room, I was handed another new tray. This tray contained several paper cups filled with something that looked like ‘Milk of Magnesia’. There were also some other small pill cups that contained a variety of pills that I did not recognize.
As I entered the room, I quickly noticed that it was the brightest lit room of the four rooms. There were several elderly men here and all of them looked very sickly. The staff were starting to take the sheets off one of the hospital beds there. I noticed that the top sheet had a stairway printed on it…
As I had some questions about this, I went up to one of the other workers to ask…
Me: “Did the man here pass away? Where did he go?”
The worker just looked at me and, with his finger over his lips, shushed me. He then discretely pointed to a camera behind him in a way that no one would see him pointing. I somehow knew that I was not to look up at the camera, so I just nodded instead.
Voice: “Remember, don’t think. You are only here to serve.”
Based on the man’s reaction, I knew that it was even more imperative than I had even first realized to follow ‘the voice’s’ instructions perfectly. I went to each of the ‘patients’ and handed them a cup with the ‘Milk of Magnesia’, along with the smaller cup of pills.
While I am not sure what all of these were for, I noticed that not one of them were interactive with me. I then left the room through a different door than the one that I had first come in. As soon as I entered the room, I noticed the overwhelming smell of ammonia. The smell was so strong that my eyes started to burn.
Voice: “This concludes your assignment for today. Please proceed to the lobby immediately.”
I walked over to the lobby area and was given some cash in an envelope. I was then escorted out of the building. From there, several of us were taken by bus to another building. This building had a daycare and my kids were there. They were still only about three, five and seven years old, not their current ages.
Even though I knew that I was a bit earlier than expected for picking up my kids, I decided to quietly walk in so as to not cause a fuss. I looked over to a room to my left and heard ‘story time’ being told. As I looked in, and to my horror, I recognized a ‘familiar man’. He was saying evil things to the children there, certainly not ‘story time’.
I noticed that there were about ten children in the room with him. I cleared my throat and the man quickly looked over at me. The man looked at me with hate. He then looked at me like someone ticked off about having ‘his plans scuttled’.
He quickly clapped his hands and the kids seemed to instantly come out of a type of fog. While the man then immediately left the area, I was unable to see where he had went. I looked around the daycare and soon found the woman who ran it…
Me: “Why were you allowing that man to speak to the children?”
Woman: Shaking her head. “What man? There was no man in the room with them.”
As this man was ‘very familiar’ to me, I was able to describe him in great detail. After listening to my description, she denied that this could have ever happened and indicated that it was now time to wake the children from their naps. We went back into the room together and, sure enough, all of the children were now asleep.
As I waited for her to wake them, I noticed something sitting on her desk. There was an ancient manuscript lying there that appeared to be made of a type of ‘onion-skin’. As I looked closer, I noticed that it was actually made of an ancient, almost transparent, white/yellowish parchment paper.
Based on the appraisal record and authentication seal that was attached to this manuscript, I realized that this manuscript was actually from a few hundred years back.
It was an extraordinarily detailed map. The map started with the Revolutionary War that was labeled at ‘the 12 o’clock’ position. I soon became astonished when I then noticed that it had future events mapped out that were not even possible to know at the time this map would have been drawn up. This was impossible! The woman came back to me…
Me: “Where did you get this? Do they have any more of these maps?”
Woman: “I believe that there should still be some copies of this left. You will find them downstairs at the ‘Antique Emporium’.”
I thanked her and gathered up my kids from the daycare. We then proceeded to the emporium. While this area was dimly lit, I was still able to notice that there were several items available. A salesclerk came up to me to see if I needed any assistance…
Clerk: “Hello, may I help you?”
Me: “Yes. I am looking for old maps and documents.”
Clerk: “Hmm, I don’t have many of these left. They were from a recent acquisition. You will have to look around.”
While I looked everywhere, I could not find any of them. In frustration, I decided to walk over to a cove where my kids were. They were playing with some old toys. While there, I noticed a similar document to the one that I had seen before.
The document was sealed in a clear wrap and had been stamped, authenticated and signed. When I looked closely at the stamp, I was disappointed that it read ‘1997’. I picked it up and went back over to the clerk.
Clerk: “So, were you able to find what you were looking for?”
Me: “No. I had wanted to find one like the one I had seen that had the Revolutionary War on it. This one is from the 1990s. Ick!”
Clerk: “I am sorry, but there were only four of these maps to begin with. While you already saw the oldest one, the one you are holding now is the most current. So, did you look really closely at the date of the one you are holding?”
Me: “Yes. It is dated ‘1997’.”
Clerk: “Yes, but look more closely. I think that this will give you the answers that you seek.”
As I looked over it again, I accidently broke the seal.
Clerk: “Well, this one must have been meant to be yours since the seal broke for you.”
I was confused. When I looked even closer at the document, I noticed that the stamp date kept changing slightly. While the signature and seal remained the same, the date kept changing back and forth between November 7, 1997 and November 9, 1997.
Me: “Hmm, I was in my eighth month of pregnancy with my first born child during this time.”
Clerk: “Then perhaps you will find the answers that you seek.”
Me: “Okay, I will take it.”
Sub-Dream 1 description over…
This was a very elaborate dream, Father, and one that I do not really understand. Please help me as I could use some encouragement to continue. Our battles still rage on almost every front. I also need healing for my sons soon.
Oh Father, I cling to Your promises. While You do not make mistakes, I do. While it seems as if I make less mistakes than I used to, it is probably because I do not have as many opportunities to make as many mistakes. All I know is that I cannot do anything but make mistakes apart from You.
I love You so much, Father, and I now even give all of my mistakes to You. For that matter, I also give all of my successes to You as well. I give myself to You. I give my finances to You. I give my family to You. Okay, I am completely surrendering to You. I give You everything, including all of my heart.
Jesus: “Erin, come up.”
I was on a path in God’s Garden. As I looked at the beautiful valley below, I saw some sheep grazing next to a clear stream. The sheep there had coats as white as snow and not a speck of dirt could be seen on them. When I searched the valley below even more, I was then able to see Jesus there. I was so excited to see Him!
Jesus looked up at me and smiled and waved. He then motioned for me to come down off the cliff area that this path was on. As this cliff was a sheer drop of around three hundred feet or so, I was unsure as to how I would be able to do this. I walked around a bit to see if there were any steps or some other way to get down to Him.
I then saw Him laughing and I knew it was because He knew my thoughts. Just then, I heard the sound of wings behind me. I turned around and, right in front of me, there was a massive Bald Eagle. Well, it was similar to a Bald Eagle, but this one had feathers the color of shimmering gold and its head and tail were the purest of whites.
Jesus: Calling up to me. “Erin, ‘on the wings of eagles’!”
I looked over at the eagle and he was looking right at me. He then seemed to somehow form a smile on his beak as he extended a wing toward the ground. I crawled up his wing and straddled the eagle’s back.
Once I was on the eagle, he soared up into the sky. From there, I could see the cliff as we circled. We then started to fly down to the beautiful grassy valley below. Once we landed safely, the eagle once again extended his wing to allow me to climb off.
I climbed down from his back and went over and kissed him on his head. After I watched in amazement as this amazing eagle flew off, I ran over to Jesus and leaped into His arms. He hugged me as I held to Him tightly.
Jesus: Laughing. “Hmm, were you trying to ‘talk yourself off of the cliff’?”
Me: Laughing. “Well, yes. At first, I thought I could just jump down instead.”
Jesus: “Well, perhaps you could have, but was this not even better?”
Me: “Oh yes, Lord, that was awesome!”
Jesus: Smiling. “Come on, Erin, walk with Me.”
As we walked together, I only then noticed that He had been walking with a staff.
Me: “Lord, why are You walking with a staff?”
Jesus: “Well, why not? Perhaps this staff is not for Me, but for you.”
Me: “Well, I suppose that I could use one these days to help steady myself.”
Jesus: “Here, Erin, you can take this one. I made it for you from the branch that you had first called down fruit. Even so, just know that this branch is not dead and is still thriving. When you are finally Home here, you will put this staff into the ground and it will take root and bud, producing all manner of good fruit.”
He handed me the staff and it was so beautiful. The wood felt warm and seemed similar to acacia wood. As I inspected the staff closer, I noticed that there were inlays of round sterling silver marks from the top to the bottom. However, the bottom itself was made of a base of bronze.
There were some beautiful carvings there as well. One carving was of an egg hatching into a sparrow. Another carving was of this sparrow spreading her wings in order to fly. It was so sweet that my tears started to flow in gratitude.
Me: Crying. “Oh Lord, this staff is so beautiful. Oh, how You spoil me!”
Jesus: “It is both a staff and a measuring rod. Do not worry though as I will direct you in the ways that you should go.”
Me: “Could I even heal with this?”
Jesus: Laughing. “Hold on there, little sparrow, don’t get ahead of Me. Just enjoy it as, right now, the sheep are following you.”
When I turned and looked, I then noticed that the sheep were walking next to us.
Me: Laughing. “Oh Lord, You are so funny. They are only following me because You are walking beside me. They are still following You.”
Jesus: “Oh Erin, you make Me smile! Now, about your dream…25 years ago, the enemy had petitioned for the children, but mainly for the males. You should know that all sons were petitioned for and not just your sons.
“A division was then created. There were those that were chosen by Me for My purposes and those chosen by the enemy for his purposes. These are the times that were foretold in My Word, the times of the increase in wickedness.
“For those chosen for the enemy’s purposes, this division caused a disconnect with ‘right versus wrong’, as well as an inability to reason and a lack of understanding. Do not worry though as all in your household have been chosen for My purposes.
“Now, knowing that the time of the end was drawing close, this army was sent out to gradually destroy ‘the final generations’. This would be the way in which the enemy could raise up an army apart from good, whereby his army consists of lovers of self-ambition, enjoying all manner of evil perversions apart from the law.
“They were then raised as weapons to inflict harm, persecute, rob, kill and destroy. However, you are not to worry, Erin, as there is a plan in place. A special army has been asleep and set apart for a time soon to come.
“This special army will be able to leap and scale walls. They will be able to throw with both arms, left and right, just like David’s mighty men could. There is so much more to this as well, Erin, and you will be overjoyed.
“Now, your dream also showed the great manipulation of the deceiver. The enemy has used those in authority to endorse wickedness. He has convinced people who are weak and vulnerable to become dependent on things prescribed. Through these methods, they have slowly poisoned the masses.”
Me: “Lord, are You speaking about medications?”
Jesus: “Yes, but this is only a portion. It is what man takes in and sees as good, but it is a lie.”
Me: “It could be so much more then. What about the water that we drink? What about the air that we breathe? What about the cleaners that we use? What about the stuff that our eyes view? What about the things that we eat that are bad for us?”
Jesus: “Now you understand.”
Me: “I think so, Lord, but I am overwhelmed by this. I am overwhelmed because we know very little about the origins of these things. I now truly realize that we have to trust that You will reveal any problems so that we can then make changes.”
Jesus: “Erin, there is also trouble in other things. For example, the soil that produces rice may contain agents that can cause dementia. However, ammonia, along with other things, can also do the same.
“I am not telling all of you this in order to cause worry though. No one is at fault for this and blame is not to be assigned to anyone except for the enemy. This is a strategic assault that comes from many directions and is another sign of the times.”
He looked over at me and I must have still looked concerned about all of this. He smiled at me with a kindness that simply cannot be described in earthly terms.
Jesus: “Do not worry, Erin. Even this is used for My purposes as I then meet with them where they are.”
Me: “Lord, who amongst us can even do anything about this? Even claims of ‘cleanliness’ and ‘safe wholesome foods’ are probably false now. Oh Lord, I give all of this to You as we truly can do nothing without You. I give all that we have to You. Please let us know when things are harmful. Please protect us and shield us from this.”
Jesus: “While your request is good, Erin, you also needed to understand why all of the wires are no longer properly connected.”
Me: “I know this all too well, Lord. As You know, I have dealt with Asperger’s (a form of Autism) for many years now.”
Jesus: “Yes, Erin, but just know that there is nothing you did to cause this. It was allowed. While your sons are sleeping right now, just know that this is not a bad thing. You have raised them with love and compassion. They know Me because you were persistent.
“Someday soon, you will see what assignments had come against the children of this land and it will bring comfort to so many parents who knew something was wrong. The enemy has focused on the power of the mind by manipulating the senses.
“Once temptation is taken in, harm is then ingested as a result. There are now struggles in many different forms and the enemy is there for each of them. Making all of this much worse is that I am ‘no longer in fashion’ for almost all now.”
Me: “Oh Lord, if they only knew just how amazing You are, they would no longer fall so easily for the enemy’s schemes. Is the battlefield in our minds right now?”
Jesus: “Well, the battlefield is the heart, but the mind can harden the heart.”
Me: “While I thank You for telling us this, Lord, I still find all of this to be very disconcerting.”
Jesus: “Do not worry, Erin, as My angels continue to guard all of those who love Me with all of their hearts. Always remember that My Father is in control of all things that happen, on Earth as it is in Heaven.”
Me: “Thank You, Lord! Oh yes, could You please tell me what the map in my dream meant?”
Jesus: “For this great nation, plans were put into place from the very time that the foundations were made. There were big dreams, dedications and contracts signed. Declarations were made and the stones were set in place.
“Now, though, it is divided. While one side builds, the other side tears down. Freedom given to those with no understanding is like building a home with no nails…there is nothing to keep the structure standing. It is impossible.
“With the exception of Sodom and Gomorrah, civilizations are not created on a foundation of lawlessness. As for Sodom and Gomorrah, they were burned up by fire from Heaven.
“Just know that I am with you, Erin, so do not worry. I also have your children as they are Mine. I love you.”
Me: “I love You, Lord.”
Dream over…
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