Dream 950 – Fortify Your Walls
Received on Sunday, May 10, 2026
Communion
Dear Father,
Thank You! Thank You for granting me another day! Thank You for Your protection, love and that You never give up on me! I am grateful for You! There is no one like You, Father! What a blessing to be given a very strong teaching moment straight from Your Throne Room!
First: I love Jesus. I live and serve God. Everyday I long to do His will and I know I am only here because of God’s grace!
Second: I love the dreams, visions and the gift of the Nest He has given to me for the purpose of sharing what He gives to me, pointing non-believers to the heart of Jesus and encouraging the embattled warriors of God as they continue to press on!
Third: I love transparency when the Lord calls me to share specific lessons which others need to know. In Hosea 4:6, He clearly states, “My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge”–this is the consequence of ignoring God’s Word and Laws.
Since leaving our home in New Brunswick, Canada, I haven’t felt complete freedom from troubles. Not that any Christian should but there was something off in my Spirit–my Holy Spirit–that there was something I brought with me to Bend, the “place of my heart”.
There were promises given to me personally as I prayed to the Lord. I asked that He always grant me multiple signs related to important life-changing decisions, along with confirmations from three unrelated sources preferably in a 24-hour period. Well, He didn’t always grant me the 24-hour period portion, but often He did.
Coming to Jesus out of a New Age background–(I studied this for hours a day from a very early age)–gave me knowledge about certain things from the enemy. So much so that I could speak with conviction to those dabbling in occult activity and no one questioned it. You know from living something out what it’s all about–the roots, the origin or region, what it was used for, and specifically what power or authority and spirits had to operate through it, you, or another. Basically the permissions and open doors of entry.
When I became a Christian, 33 years ago, I was dangerous to those who were bent on evil practices against Christians. I had to work very hard at removing those remnants from my life. I immediately had a physical aversion of everything New Age, demonic practices, stirring up spirits–casting spells and all the related things I still owned. I had to destroy every last item and remove everything. Then I fasted and prayed to have the Holy Spirit reveal hidden items and even gifts from New Age friends practicing witchcraft. I destroyed so much, what I couldn’t destroy I removed and rebuked all spirits attached and sent them packing from my life and house in the name of Jesus! I was overly in-tune to anything evil.
A year had passed after all this when I had gone to an antique show with a family friend. We had a carport instead of a garage and I had pulled my car in–but became distracted loading in groceries. I had been having car troubles with my 1988 Honda Prelude, but I loved the car. The next morning I went out to my car and it had been broken into by thieves. I had left my purse and the items from the antique show inside. They left those things but stole my purse.
I was so bothered by the violation, personally and spiritually when I had worked so diligently on removing any troubles. Eventually my purse showed up at a warehouse in Portland’s East Side. But my car was still having issues. I fasted and prayed and the Lord revealed that I had never anointed and prayed over my car which was a vessel for transporting items in my old life before Christ. Countless New Age items had been transported in this car. It was such an obvious thing hidden in plain sight! An open door for the enemy.
I had spent a good deal of time working with interior design clients in their own homes–it was my job. I helped them display incredible collections of artwork, artifacts and other antiques. I also spoke up when I knew I had Christian clients and if I noticed a potential glaring object of oppression. There were at least eight incidents where I pointed out issues of certain items that may have been brought back from missions overseas. When you learn about what an item means, often when they are speaking about the item, their own words tend to reveal the issue and then they immediately remove it.
One client had a child with nightmares and we found a dreamcatcher from a local native tribe was the culprit. Once it was removed, the boy slept well. She then proceeded to spread the word and at one point I was even on call, going over to various homes and helping them clean up so that there were no obvious open permissions of enemy attacks.
I wasn’t an expert, but with my knowledge of the powers and permissions granted to these in a Christian home, I could at least help. It was like a form of spiritual pest control.
I came again Feng Shui masters in interior design projects. I was fired from a home remodel in the Southwest Portland Hills because I didn’t follow the Feng Shui master’s protocol and I blocked the free flowing of spirits into the home. Well, I just think the demons knew who I was. For the next few years I had to come up against Feng Shui practices and Chinese spiritual battles. I would not take a job with clients who practiced Feng Shui because it was opposite of the Holy Spirit.
When I moved from Portland, I rarely faced these issues because I primarily dealt in new construction. In my own home, I was careful to bring in certain items. If anything felt off, my motto was, “when in doubt, throw it out”. But it’s much better if you figure it out before you bring it home or transport it in your car.
Now, why did I write all this? When we moved back to Bend, something hadn’t been right. The Lord sent signs of a hidden unclean spirit. I have been going through everything–smashing and removing any possible issues. Repenting, renouncing the spirits, breaking any ties and then blessing everything.
I went through the Cleansing Streams program. I had some expert deliverance pastors come to our home here and they didn’t pick up on anything. Just in case, I removed things which might have attachments. We were free and clear…or so I thought.
We were still experiencing attacks here.
My daughter reminded me that she was going to her friends graduation in Newberg, Oregon, and I decided to car caravan with her so I could drop in and see a few of my friends in Portland. So, it was a plan.
I had been finishing up the legal process of closing out Jeff’s estate in Canada and finalizing the taxes as well as working to unlock an account through the bank. It isn’t a large amount but I was hoping to finalize all the paperwork and legal proceedings so these weren’t consuming my time anymore. I had unusual attacks when the finishing deadline of April 30th approached–strange things which have no earthly explanation so they were supernatural. At my final Cleansing Streams appointment last Sunday, the team prayed over me again. All seemed well, but then attacks came.
I had been sitting in my car after pulling into my garage when I stared at two rubber storage bins and remembered what was in them. Realization struck.
I have had these antiques for many years–I made some phone calls and prayed. On Wednesday, I received a phone call from an antiquities broker, he said he would take them on Friday when I came to Portland. All I needed to do was drive them to his warehouse and his staff would greet me with paperwork.
Mind you, this was after God pointed these out to me and opened the door to dispose of them quickly. I am eating humble pie. This was the ultimate lesson in the hidden things. Cursed items or representations of other gods are a huge no!
Years ago, I received a phone call from a friend who was a metalsmith and restorer of brass navigational equipment from massive antique ships. He and his family are also known for restoration of historic church implements like candlesticks, vessels and crucifixes (crosses)–anything altar related.
Well, a customer came to them to unload some things from his uncles estate after he had passed away. So, the family purchased his lot for purely bronze metal value and the novelty of the items. They knew I was a designer for years and once owned an antique store so I drove down to take a look. I was fascinated by the cool factor of the twelve pieces. I told them I couldn’t help them with information because I didn’t know anything about bronze vases and their significance, but I loved that they were all green verdis patina (blue green) from years of no polishing. I asked how much they were selling them for, thinking they would make great flower pots, etc.
There were no markings in letters or anything I could tell, so I thought they were from a West Coast Asian art shop or something of the sort. I told them I’d think about it–basically for the price of a new microwave I could own twelve cool vessels. I had shown Jeff, and he approved of the purchase as he also thought they were cool. So, we went down the next day and bought them. They had put a sold tag on them and several people had come to take photos and became furious when they discovered these were sold. One person demanded to know who purchased them and offered double whatever the agreed price was, but their offer was declined.
When I arrived to pick them up, they told me what had happened. It seemed odd. I paid and proceeded to place them in the back of the car. They were then stowed away for a few years and basically forgotten. Then, one day I received an email from an auction place and thought one of the vessels resembled the one in the email. I had Jeff help me pull these out and take photos and I sent them to the auction house. After reviewing the photos, they contacted me immediately and said, “These are likely great counterfeits of ancient bronze Chinese burial vessels. These are sill very old and hold value but if these were real, you’d be a multimillionaire overnight!” I thanked him for his information–he was based out of Toronto. So, we packed them back up and there they sat until when I later pulled them out and placed them on bookshelves in our family room (in Canada), thinking they would make a good display.
Fast forward to Friday, May 8th, at around noon. I was driving on the Terwilliger Curves on I-5 transporting the bronze vessels to the antiquities group. My daughter and I had prayed over our cars for protection during the journey. I had praise music on and I knew this journey was a symbolic one personally for me. I was so excited to be rid of these things.
Then, traffic began to slow as the 405 went left and the I-5 traffic continued right.
All of a sudden my car was hit from behind. I looked in my rearview mirror as my car jolted forward. The car that hit me was an SUV–it was totalled and their airbags were deployed. Immediately I knew this was bad. I prayed.
Me: “Lord, I did everything You instructed. I was just two miles away from being rid of the vessels.”
Jesus: “I’m here, calm down and understand what I did here. I’m with you. Be still.”
I was able to pull off to the right side. I could see in my rearview mirrors that the side fenders had buckled a bit but not much.
Me: “Lord, I pray that the driver is okay.”
I then called 911–I told them I was sore but felt okay, I was more worried about the other driver–she was stopped in traffic, in the middle lane, with a demolished car. The emergency crews came. They got her car to the side of the road and collected our information. In my rearview mirror I saw children in the back of her car. An officer came up to give me her information and then the other officer came up with the woman to my window.
Woman: “I am so sorry, are you okay?”
Me: “I’m hanging in there. Are those your children? Are they okay?”
Woman: “They are shaken up and crying but we will be okay. Again, I am so sorry. I hit you hard.”
Officer: “Your car is a tank. I think you can still drive it, so we won’t need a tow truck for you, that’s good news.”
Woman: “We were out doing Mother’s Day things.” She sighed. “Well, plans will now change. Take care.”
She walked away. I called to let my appointment know I would be late.
I found the place, and it was like Fort Knox, with high security, etc. I was able to open the hatch of the car and they unloaded these two bins. I signed the papers and I was on my way.
I was in shock. I was still very shaken at what just happened.
It had been twelve years to the very day, May 8th, when I had taken my fall at work. The enemy must have planned something bad, but God and His angels stopped the plans of the enemy.
I had several appointments planned. I went to see some friends, they prayed over me and anointed my hands with oil. From there I went to the insurance claims office but they couldn’t take me. I prayed over my car.
After my daughter was finished, she met me and we had a quick bite before driving the 3-hour trip home in the dark. I slept surprisingly well. When I woke up I could barely move. Every muscle in my body ached. I wondered if I had re-fractured my neck, so I went to the emergency room.
When I was driving, I began to cry. I felt the Holy Spirit remind me of this, “The righteous person may face many troubles, but the Lord delivers them from them all”. (Psalm 34:19)
Me: “Lord, I’m so sorry for being such a fool. I repent of my participation with these idols. I renounce their demons or powers involved and I break their hold or permission, in Jesus’ Name. Please heal and bless me, Lord, so I am free.”
I was seen surprisingly fast–with X-rays and CT scans–nothing was broken. My daughter came and met me and I went home to rest.
Sub-dream 1 “Late Tee Time” begins…
I was scheduling a late tee time for 18 holes. When I arrived for my tee time, the scheduler said, “It gets dark at 3pm now. There is no way you will get in 9 holes, let alone 18.”
Me: “Dark at 3:00? It’s almost summer.”
Scheduler: “Look at the sky. Those aren’t clouds, that’s smoke.”
Me: I sighed. “I’m finally ready to golf and now where there is smoke…”
Scheduler: “There is fire. But, you’d have the course to yourself!”
Me: “No, I have work to do.”
I was with three people. Two were my kids and the other looked like a younger version of my mom. I told them that darkness was coming and we need to prepare at home. Everyone agreed as we saw the sky turn to thick smoke.
I asked a ground crew worker where the fire was.
Worker: “Oh, at least 100 miles due West. It’s just affecting our sky here as the winds pick up.”
Me: “What’s burning?”
Worker: “The coastal cities and surrounding areas–forests.”
Me: “When did this begin?”
Worker: “Last night. It came from above.”
Me: “Like lightning?”
Worker: “Sure, something like that.”
I turned to my group.
Me: “Well, it’s begun. We have work to do.”
Suddenly we were changed and strengthened.
Sub-dream 1 over…
I felt better this morning.
What an odd dream. The sky seemed so horrible and it looked so real.
Jesus: “I am here. I am with you, Erin.”
Me: “Lord, I’m sorry. Have I not done what is correct and right in Your eyes? I’m sorry.”
Jesus: “Erin, this was a difficult lesson but one which is important. I give you armor in your battle. I give you a helmet, a sword and a shield. What do you think the enemy has?”
Me: “In battle, I guess they would have armor, a shield, a sword and all that I have?”
Jesus: “Yes, but I am with you. I give you these to put them on and use them. Stand. The enemy uses his shield differently. You can’t see it, but he places his shield like a block or blinders over your eyes. He fights against you in ways you don’t see. You’ve had these vessels for many years.”
Me: “But I don’t worship what they are. I don’t sacrifice to these gods nor do I converse with the dead. I don’t even think about them.”
Jesus: “Yes, I realize this. However, it is a weakened spot–a breech in your fortified walls in which you were unaware. This is a lesson for My people, not just you, but yes, if the enemy can send spiritual amnesia to someone who actually knows about these things, how much more harm could they do the unsuspecting? Erin, I am going to turn this for your good, do not worry. You removed that which was unclean.
“The mouse came from the garage, it was a sign. You are a vessel of My Spirit. My Spirit–the Holy Spirit I have sent, dwells in you. Now, there was something else in the boxes, do you remember?”
Me: I was shaking my head. “Yes. It was a small replica of the Ark of the Covenant.”
Jesus: “Even though it was a replica, it kept these inactive until I knew it was time. Friday was the day to let go.”
Me: “Lord, should I have left the little Ark in the box until I dropped them off?”
Jesus: “This was not a factor. The enemy wanted you dead, but angels surrounded you. You did what I instructed you the moment I revealed to you that these were a source of attacks, like a breech in the fortress. This was the ultimate lesson in fortifying your home and your car. Now, I know it was a costly lesson, but you live and so does the woman and her children.”
Me: “What about the dream, Lord? What was the significance of darkness at 2:00pm?”
Jesus: “In your dream, it was not 3:00pm or there would be shaking too.”
Me: “The day You offered up Your life, darkness fell at 3:00pm?”
Jesus: “No one was golfing.”
Me: “You are funny. It seemed real–like the setting was real.”
Jesus: “It will be a day which was similar–in darkness. You are My lights, you shine in darkness. My Light is in you. I give you dreams and visions, I send signs and wonders so you see patterns. So you are alert and you know Heaven is near. Now, the lesson in this is to know your enemy. Understand who you battle and when you go out–go out prepared in full armor. Clean up your houses. If there are things which you keep going back to which give you a pause–then remove it!”
Me: “When in doubt, throw it out!”
Jesus: “When in doubt, come to Me and I will give you steps to remove it and what to do. There are reasons for this. Wisdom is proved right by her actions!”
Me: “Thank You, Lord, for saving me and protecting us. I ate humble pie.”
Jesus: “Thank you for warning others and eating your humble pie. Now others will pray and see this is good!”
(The Lord also reminded me later that there are several occasions in the Bible when going to war, the Israelites would came up with a battle plan because they knew their enemy and their usual pattern so they could defeat them. Many times though, God had a very unusual way of going about the battle strategy using unorthodox methods. God will often give you the victory in battle in a way you would never expect!! This was done so those in the battle knew it was GOD! The Victory is always God’s!!)
Dream over…
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