Dream 501 – Eaglets being pushed out of the Eagle’s Nest

Received on Saturday, July 3, 2021

Communion

Dear Father,

Thank You for another day!  Thank You for all that we have.  Thank You for my husband, my children and my friends.  These can never be replaced in my heart.  They are forever etched in my being.  They are gifts from You.  They are greater than any prize or banner.  No thing, nothing, compares to Your love.

Still, I have not stopped crying everyday since Tuesday.  It is not a continuous cry, but sporadic and unexpected at times.  I am grieving in my Spirit.  Changes are coming.  My husband and I did some things as You had called us to.  This has mainly been in the past year and some of it did not make sense in the natural based on our circumstances.  In the end, we did all that You required of us to Your glory.

Father, You brought us from strength to strength on a very difficult series of tasks.  Although we have questions about the mystery of why, we never question the greatness and power of You over all things.  I had a dream or vision recently…

Sub-dream 1 “Outside of my comfort zone” begins…

I believe I was lucid.  You showed me little things that You were doing to push me out of my comfort zone.  I saw signs and wonders that matched this.  While I knew You were behind all of it, I was having a hard time accepting fully what was happening.

Sub-dream 1 over…

Prior to the one-year lockdown from the pandemic, in January of 2020, You gave my husband and I the sign of the corona.  I have photos.  It was incredible.  We somehow knew at the time that this sign somehow signified the beginning of troubles across the land.  During this time, You showed me my routine based on my physical limitations.  We were free to move about and breathe.

After talking to some of my friends in Houlton ME, they too had seen signs that something big was about to happen.  While we kept these thoughts in mind, we then watched as the rumors began to move from a passing thought to actual live scenarios.  We were enjoying our regular routine of our drives to Houlton.  We would stop in and visit some of our favorite places.

I purchased some painter’s masks and some disinfectant in the first week of February 2020 ‘just in case’.  I then began to keep more provisions for emergencies.  Others must have been feeling the same push as by the third week in February we were beginning to see shortages.

In the middle of February 2020, my husband and I became really sick.  It was flu-like.  We had never had such a horrible flu as this one.  We then recovered from this, but didn’t think anything of it because the virus was not yet widespread in the USA and Canada (as far as we had been told).

Shortly after this, we had the opportunity to drive the family to a Christian concert with Jeremy Camp and MercyMe.  We were partly able to go to this because my daughter was working at a radio station at the time.  While we were supposed to meet the band beforehand, this was mysteriously cancelled without notice.  This was just two weeks prior to the lockdowns.  The tour was called ‘Almost Home’ and ‘I still believe’.

This would turn out to be the last trip as a family that we took together.  It was a very long daytrip, but it was fun and so worth it.  The Lord then reminded me of the things we used to enjoy regularly with freedom and no fear.  We attended our regular church services and prayer nights.  My daughter was preparing to graduate from high school.  My husband’s son was accepted into a program that is difficult to get into.

While life was normal, all started to change, especially recently.  In essence, so many of my great joys to look forward to have been moved or taken away.  However, I now realize that this was You, Father.  You give and take away.  Blessed are You.  Even when it is hard for us to understand or grasp, blessed is Your Name.

You are transitioning me away from so many things.  As just one example, I have slowly noticed the animals and birds I am feeding are not bonding with me like they had.  I have also lost my luster for certain hobbies I once had.  These just don’t seem to matter anymore.  This all came to a head on Tuesday when my daughter announced she wanted to go out West for school.

Adding to this was the disappointment of my husband not getting a job he had really wanted.  It would have been ideal, allowing him to work from home.  We then found out that the job had been filled by someone less qualified as a matter of ‘equity and inclusion’.  Being an older white male is just not the ideal demographic for job searches right now… smiles.

Oh Father, I just know that it is You telling me that big changes are coming soon.  For us doing this alone… well, this would be impossible.  I keep hearing Your Voice saying to me ‘Prepare your house, Erin… winterize!’  Well, summer has just begun, why winterize?  The thoughts of winter are far from me.  Still, You are wise, Father, so I will do as You ask.  Perhaps we are preparing for foul weather vs winter weather?

Father, You have been isolating us as well.  Each one of our kids have had good friends at some point, but, as of right now, every single one of them have moved on to other places.  I have a few good friends, but they also have moved or are too busy to get together.  I am no better.  One friend I have has many of the same connections as me in Oregon.  We have now cancelled on each other about 15 times now.

You recently allowed the injury to my foot.  You did this so that You would have my undivided attention and focus on You.  Well, it worked.  If You had not allowed this, I would be more distracted due to having more mobility than I have right now.  Well, Father, with my daughter about to leave, You now have my full and undivided attention!

I will miss my daughter.  She worships You fearlessly and is unafraid.  I have her on film worshipping You without her knowing I was filming her.  The love she has for You is reflected in her actions.  The joy is on her face and heart.  She is a warrior.  She is like I want to be.  I know I have done four things right – all three of my kids love You and I married my husband.  This was all by Your Divine Direction.

I remember a certain saying I used to whisper to my daughter when she was little.  She was my sweet pea… ‘We have lots to do, me and you.  We have lots to see, baby pea.’  While things are hoped for, things don’t always happen as we expected.  Dreams are altered and changed.  Dreams are dropped and replaced.  New dreams are formed.  This all reminds me of one of my favorite stories that I used to read to my children…

Three Trees by Max Lucado

Once upon a mountain top, three little trees stood and dreamed of what they wanted to become when they grew up.

The first little tree looked at the stars and said:  “I want to hold treasure.  I want to be covered with gold and filled with precious stones.  I will be the most beautiful treasure chest in the world!”

The second little tree looked out at the small stream trickling by on its way to the ocean.  “I want to be traveling mighty waters and carrying powerful kings.  I’ll be the strongest ship in the world!”

The third little tree looked down into the valley below where busy men and women worked in a busy town.  “I don’t want to leave the mountain top at all.  I want to grow so tall that when people look at me, they’ll raise their eyes to heaven and think of God.  I will be the tallest tree in the world.”

Years passed.  The rains came, the sun shone and the three little trees grew tall.  One day, three wood cutters climbed the mountain.  The first woodcutter looked at the first tree and said, “This tree is beautiful.  It is perfect for me.”  With a swoop of his shining axe, the first tree fell.  “Now I shall be made into a beautiful chest, I shall hold wonderful treasure!”, the first tree said.  The second woodcutter looked at the second tree and said “This tree is strong.  It is perfect for me.”  With a swoop of his shining axe the second tree fell.  “Now I shall sail mighty waters” thought the second tree “I shall be a strong ship for mighty kings!”

The third tree felt her heart sink when the last woodcutter looked her way.  She stood straight and tall and pointed bravely to Heaven.  But the woodcutter never even looked up.  “Any kind of tree will do for me,” he uttered.  With a swoop of his shining axe the third tree fell.

The first tree rejoiced when the woodcutter brought her to a carpenter’s shop, but the carpenter fashioned her into a feed box for animals.  The once beautiful tree was not covered with gold nor with treasure.  She was coated in sawdust and filled with hay for hungry farm animals.

The second tree smiled when the woodcutter took her to a shipyard, but no mighty sailing ship was made that day.  Instead, the once strong tree was hammered and sawed into a simple fishing boat. She was too small and too weak to sail to an ocean, or even a river, instead she was taken to a little lake.

The third tree was confused when the woodcutter cut her into strong beams and left her in a lumberyard.  “What happened?” the once tall tree wondered.  “All I ever wanted was to stay on the mountain top and point to God.”

Many, many days and nights passed.  The three trees nearly forgot their dreams.  But one night a golden starlight poured over the first tree as a woman placed her newborn baby in the feed box.  “I wish I could make a cradle for him,” her husband whispered.  The mother squeezed his hand and smiled as the starlight shone on the smooth and sturdy wood.  “This manger is beautiful” she said.  And suddenly the first tree knew that he was holding the greatest treasure in the world…

One evening a tired traveler and his friends crowded into the old fishing boat.  The traveler fell asleep as the second tree sailed quietly out into the lake.  Soon a thundering and thrashing storm arose.  The little tree shuddered, she knew she didn’t have the strength to carry so many passengers safely through the wind and the rain.  The tired man awakened.  He stood up, stretched out his hand and said “Peace”.  The storm stopped as quickly as it had begun.  And suddenly the second tree knew that she was carrying the King of heaven and earth.

One (Wednesday) morning, the third tree was startled when her beams were yanked from the forgotten woodpile.  She flinched as she was carried through an angry jeering crowd.  She shuddered when soldiers nailed a man’s hands to her.  She felt ugly harsh and cruel.  But, on Sunday morning, when the sun rose and the earth trembled with joy beneath her, the third tree knew that God’s love had changed everything.  It had made the third tree strong.  And every time people thought of the third tree, they would think of God.  That was better than being the tallest tree in the world.

Wow, what a great story!  My kids just loved this story.  What a gift from the great story writer, Max Lucado!  Oh Lord, thank You for inspiring him to write this classic!  Oh Father, please help us.  Please grant us hope and a future.  Please grant us hope!

Jesus:  “Erin, come up.”

I heard a knock at the front door.  It was Jesus.  He was smiling.  I was crying so hard that I could barely breathe.  He opened the door, came in and lifted me up.  He then carried me outside to the area of our yard where the bridge to Heaven is.  He set me down on a rock.

Jesus:  “I had to bring you out here to the stream so that your tears would have a place to go and your home would not flood.”  He smiled, but I still had tears coming down my cheeks.  “Erin, you are standing on solid rock, a firm foundation.  You are here at the place where you are married to Me.  This is the place where Heaven meets Earth.  All of your children will return here.  This is now their home.  Do you understand?”

Me:  Still crying.  “I think so.  I just… well, I just will look at everything in terms of my daughter until she comes back home.  She is as beautiful to me as a flower or the stars in the sky.  She is like a sunset or a rainbow in the sky to me.  This is just so hard.  It is so difficult because she is going to the frontline of a great conflict out there.  How can I protect her from here?  I can’t!”

Jesus:  “Erin, your daughter is Mine.  Give her to Me.  I loved her first.  I spoke her into being.  My favor is upon you.  You must trust Me with her.  I love you.  I don’t like seeing you grieve like this.”

Me:  “Lord, please heal me.  Lord, please heal my broken heart.  Please do all that You promised.  If You tarry, I will surely die of sorrow and loss.  I want to see all of Your promises come.  I had prepared, Lord.  I have prepared for what I though everything would look like.  However, I am now not sure.  We prepared the house for summer.  While You say ‘great job’, you then say ‘winterize’.  Well, summer is here and spring has left.  Fall is before winter.  Fall isn’t even here yet.  Please help!”

Jesus:  “Erin, Erin, Erin… why do you grieve so?  I am taking you to the land you love, the place you often grieve over.  Will I now take your dreams and your daughter’s too and not let you enjoy peace and comfort?  No.  I closed doors and used your daughter to draw you out.  If I had not used her, name one other from your home that could get you to step out of the boat?”

Me:  “You are right, Lord.  I am sorry.”

Jesus:  “Now, I have instructions for various tasks that need to be completed to prepare your house here.  I will then send you out right after your daughter.  You will spend time in the areas I send you.  I will then make clear the plans I have for you.  I know you are worried as you know of the various giants in the land.  However, the land is Mine.  So too are the mountains, the valleys, the lakes and the streams.

“I have prepared a place for you near My Altar.  Here where you stand now is the place you have been married to Me, both you and your husband too.  It is the home I built for you.  Erin, I know that you have sacrificed your life in pursuit of Me.  Now give Me the chance to carry you once again.  Allow Me to carry you.  I will carry your husband, all of your children and your friends too.”

Me:  I reached over and hugged Him.  “Thank You, Lord.”

Jesus:  “Now, prepare your house.  Finish your projects.  Complete your task of removing forgotten things and storehouses of clutter.  These are burdensome, not joyful.  Removing this will make your heart glad.  Fortify your property and give Me all that you have, holding nothing from Me.  Then watch as I do immeasurably more.

“I have you, Erin.  I will not let you fall.  I am with you.  I am in you, beside you and I take up your guard.  I go before you where your feet walk.  I am also your Chuppah (meaning that He is her cover).”  He smiled.  “As you move forward by faith, I will strengthen you more and more every day.  Your journey is about to begin, Erin.  Your wait is now over.  Rejoice, rejoice.”

Dream over…

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