Dream 407 – Take Heart! Victory is here!
Received on Tuesday, May 5, 2020
Thank You! Thank You for another day. Yesterday was a bad day for me. It was difficult and painful. It seemed as if I was met with some sort of resistance no matter what I did. It never stopped all day. This massive world timeout has taken a great toll on so many of us. I notice it the most on my social children, especially my older daughter. There is literally nothing I can say or do to make this better. I am at a loss.
When I was young, I remembered the thought of a future filled with great possibilities encompassing all I did. I cried a lot yesterday that this is no longer the same. As I grieved, the song, ‘Young Again’, by Hardwell kept playing in my head. I remembered when my children were little and they would dress up in costumes or had their light sabers. I would hear my boys tell my daughter that she would be the princess.
While she would then play the part, she always made sure that they knew that she had a light saber too. What she was really saying was ‘Yes, I am a princess, but don’t forget I can use this light saber if I have to.’ When they were young, playtime was a way to imagine something so great in our minds that it would take us away for a moment from our difficult circumstances.
It was a way to take a vacation with no money, just our imaginations. This was the only kind of vacation that I took as a kid, so this I was used to. Even if you feel like a nobody, you can still play the part of a somebody. To be in reality right now can be painful. My daughter was notified yesterday by her school that there will be signs placed on lawns and fields to congratulate grade 12 students for graduating.
While it was a touching thing to do, we still both cried. This is the way it will be for almost all graduating in 2020. When 9/11 came just before my daughter was born, I thought we would see a world of change. We had just finished Y2K and then 9/11 came. However, I never thought the world would see a complete lockdown for the graduating class of 2020.
This served as a backdrop for me telling our kids about the 12th grade class of 1980 when I was in 11th grade. This was the time when the Mount Saint Helens volcano blew. Graduation was cancelled then too, but instead of a virus, it was ash as thick as a three-inch layer of snow. It caused electricity to go out and so many other things. Cars would just suddenly quit on the side of the road due to all of the ash in the air.
How about those who have lost a loved one right now? Just imagine…a life lived and gone in an instant…no funeral, no remembrance. All of this was heavy on my heart as I was crying a lot yesterday. It was a difficult day. I grieved my losses. There is something in my heart that breaks. I have had more losses than victories in my life. When I have had victories, they have usually been short-lived and came at a cost.
My plans for my family have not happened the way I had always hoped for. However, this is the way that God has crafted all of this. All of this is for His purposes and I take comfort and joy in this. I do this even when I don’t feel comfortable or joyful in my current state.
This virus just never quits giving…smiles. As an example, I have a hard time getting used to the dirty looks I get when I buy meat right now. It is not like I can yell out that I have a family of seven and need more than a family of four. It is exhausting. Sadly, are we now to expect a second wave such as the one Uriel spoke of? I had a dream of something being sent to the lands via a university lab.
Is this the second wave? How can all of us continue to live like we are? The news is almost all bad now. The reports feel more like agenda propaganda than real news. I went to sleep last night praying for a bright light or at least a spark. The Lord then gave this to me in the form of a dream that I had just a little while later…
Sub-dream 1 “A stadium full of beautiful friends and flowers” begins…
I was in a distant city situated on a hill. There was a massive indoor stadium. I had an immense task to prepare for. I knew this was for a really big event. I was preparing for the arrival of several delivery vans. Shipment after shipment soon came. The delivery men were dressed in all white. Their white shirts had rolled up sleeves that went along with their white gloves and pants. I was directing them as to where to set everything up.
The last van with boxes finally arrived just as dawn was breaking. As I looked up the hill, I noticed that there were many glass houses on the slope of this hill. The light of dawn was now shining on the rows of glass homes. They looked very beautiful. This made me realize that this stadium was situated in a beautiful and safe area. It was a fun task to direct all that the workers were to do, including specifying the lighting.
Me: Addressing the last delivery driver. “Where are all the people in those homes?”
Delivery Man: “While some of these homes are vacant, others have people that are still sleeping.”
He smiled as he then handed me a clipboard with a stack of papers outlining each of the deliveries in detail.
Me: “I hope that I don’t need to sign each paper in this stack!”
Delivery Man: Laughing. “No, I don’t have all day for that. Just sign the line with the X please.”
Me: “How much was all of this? Will you be sending me a bill?”
Delivery Man: “No worries, it is all covered. If you don’t mind, just give us a good review. Our crews work hard.”
Me: “Thank you. Now, may I tip you?”
Delivery Man: “Oh no, it has all been covered. We are all very well taken care of. Just enjoy all of this. Some of us will even be at the event.”
Me: “Wonderful! I had better finish up though as I think I am losing time.”
Delivery Man: “You are in Good Hands. You will soon be getting back everything that has been lost.”
I shook his hand and turned back to the stadium. When I walked inside, everything was dark. As I stumbled around to find a light switch, I could hear some hushed giggles and whispers. I found this quite odd. I felt my way to the main double doors.
Me: Out loud to whoever may be listening. “Okay, guys, who is messing around with me?”
Many voices suddenly shouted in unison: “Surprise!”
The double doors opened and I could immediately see that my work had been completed. To my surprise, there were long-stemmed roses filling each of the stadium’s seats. This is hard to describe, but there were also a multitude of people there at the same time. There was a tsunami of flowers. There were roses in every color of the rainbow…reds, purples, whites, even golds and so many other colors.
Again, hard to describe, but the colors of these roses swept over me like delightful waves. I cried at the beauty of all of it. The lighting was perfect and the fragrances were incredible. I was so thankful. Something unexpected then happened. A group of people approached me. They were the many friends on the Nest that my husband and I have not met in person, yet already know.
Our many friends: “Look at all that you have put together here. Have you ever seen anything like this?”
Me: “No, I have never seen anything even close to this.”
While I didn’t really understand exactly what it all meant or what I had prepared, I just knew that this was going to be something great for so many of my friends. The Voice of the Lord confirmed this.
God: “Do not worry, Erin, as this will all make perfect sense very soon.”
Sub-dream 1 over…
Father, thank You for this amazing dream. It was beautiful. I am so excited to share this dream with all of my wonderful friends on the Nest! The gift of these friendships reminded me of another great gift…the gift of my daughter. I specify my daughter here as she was born not long after my February 23, 2000 encounter that started this all off.
September 1, 2000 was my friend’s memorial service. I was dressed in black for the service. After the service, I went to the Portland Rose Garden. I was weeping on a bench when I believe an angel came to visit me there. I had prayed to have a heart of gold and to be of use to You, Father.
Woman / Angel: Pointing to a rose. “Look, a ‘Heart of Gold Rose’. How beautiful!”
I was roused out of my self-reflection moment to the shock that I was sitting right in front of the ‘Heart of Gold Rose’. While there was more to all of this, I can barely remember the details right now. However, I will never forget the circumstances and the declaration I had made to You on that day. Just a few short months after, my daughter was conceived. She would serve many purposes that could only come from God.
Yes, she was to be a gift from You as a banner to wear for my upcoming afflictions. She was the one child who was always with me. She was conceived on Valentine’s Day 2001 and was born a day short of Halloween 2001 by C-Section. I was having trouble with my pregnancy and the doctors needed to deliver her early. I had a choice between Halloween or the day before and chose the day before.
Father, thank You for sending my daughter. Thank You for protecting her during all of my troubles. Thank You. You sent my daughter so that the enemy could not say I was a bad mother, incapable or mentally unstable. She was sent as a contradiction to the enemy’s schemes. The enemy had been able to do so much damage to my sons, but he was never afforded the same opportunities with my daughter.
Oh Father, I don’t think I have thanked You enough for all that You have done. It is a miracle, truly a miracle. You have turned that which I had thought to be a tragedy into an amazing miraculous story. Well, here we are! When I had awoken from my dream this morning, I could smell roses. I then heard a song in my head that kept playing over and over. It was ‘Holy Water’ by We the Kingdom. Here are some of the lyrics…
‘Your forgiveness is like sweet, sweet honey on my lips. Like the sound of a symphony to my ears. Like Holy Water on my skin. Dead man walking, slave to sin. I wanna know about being born again. I need You, Oh God, I need You.’
Jesus: “Erin, come up.”
I was up in Heaven in a field of flowers stretching out like the sea. I felt small in this vast oasis. I soon found my way to a small grower’s path. As I turned onto the path, I realized that Uriel was waiting there for me on his horse.
Me: “Am I in trouble?”
Uriel: Smiling. “What type of question is that? God has not sent me to condemn you. This is not my position. He has also not sent me to rebuke you. You are much too busy rebuking yourself. God has sent me to give you a message of goodness. That is, unless you prefer to sit in your self-condemnation state.”
Me: Sighing. “Oh no, forgive me. I am tired and weary. I am afraid too, Uriel.”
Uriel: “Erin, I have no power to accept your forgiveness. I am not your Savior. However, if God calls me to save you from trouble, as in a rescue as commanded by God, that I can do. I am a messenger from God and I am also a gatherer. I escort you to God and back, understand? I am a soldier of God from the Army of Heaven.”
Me: “You are being modest, Uriel. I just know that you are more than that. You are an angel of God’s presence. You are a type of gatekeeper. You are a personal messenger from God’s Throne. I have seen you in artwork from history.”
Uriel: “Hmm, I am not certain that they have captured my good side. Look at what they did to Raphael.” He was joking…rare for Uriel.
Me: Laughing. “I know what you mean. They always make Jesus look emaciated, frail and pale. Well, He is none of that. While I know you don’t ‘forgive’ me, I just don’t like causing grief to you.”
Uriel: Smiling. “You don’t cause me grief, Erin. You make us smile more than you think. We also shake our heads at times too, but always in a good-natured way.”
Me: “Thank you for keeping me, my family and my friends safe.”
Uriel: “Again, it is only by the commands of God. He is Who you thank. Our reward comes from God. We work for His praise, not yours. If you hear anything contrary to the words I have said, you should know and understand that these words are from those who fell…those who serve the one who deceives and lies, understand?”
Me: “Yes, Uriel.”
Uriel: “Now, God has a brief Word of encouragement for you…
God (but with the Words spoken by Uriel): “I have given you victory. I love you and My recompense is soon to follow. Do not be discouraged. Do not be afraid when you hear bad news. I have declared victory for you. My love will fill your tabernacles. Now, rejoice. Rejoice!”
Me: “Thank you for giving me these amazing Words of encouragement from God.”
Uriel: “Erin, there is an epic battle and I must now go. However, take heart! The victory is here.”
He smiled at me as his horse rose up on his hind legs. Uriel and his horse turned. They were gone in an instant.
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