Dream 808 – The Destruction of American Landmarks

Received on Saturday, April 27, 2024

Communion

Dear Father,

Thank You for another day here!  Thank You for my family, my friends, our house and our Nest.  We feel so blessed.  I had an active night of dreams last night.  Thank You!

Sub-dream 1 “The Destruction of American Landmarks” begins…

We were watching what looked like a screen, but I am not sure.  We were removed or far away watching these events unfold.  A newscaster came onto the screen…

Newscaster:  “The USA as we know it has fallen.”

I then saw iconic buildings like towers toppling from their foundations.  It was as if they were being imploded by an expert in demolitions.  The towers fell on themselves.  I saw buildings being toppled in Seattle, San Francisco and Los Angeles.  I then saw the Space Needle in Seattle being battered.  The Space Needle had been built for the 1962 World’s Fair for entertainment purposes.

Newscaster:  With the now destroyed Space Needle as background.  “There goes the science and industry sector!”

They then showed the TransAmerica Building in San Francisco (the one that looks like a pyramid) toppled.

Newscaster:  With the now destroyed TransAmerica Building as background.  “Well, that’s what God must think of the trans movement.”

They then showed the Capital Records Building in Los Angeles flattened like a pancake.  In a split screen, I then saw the HOLLYWOOD sign on fire and in ashes.

Newscaster:  With the now destroyed Capital Records Building and the burning HOLLYWOOD sign as background.  “Okay, this is unbelievable.  The music and entertainment industry are now being levelled.”

This was just the beginning.  There were more destroyed buildings in New York, Chicago, New Orleans, Houston (the oil buildings, Exxon and Shell) and Florida.  They were being toppled like dominoes.  It was horrifying to watch and so sad.

Newscaster:  Flashing destroyed buildings and smoking refineries as background.  “Well, there goes America.  She’s gone.  She’s gone.”

They then showed a decimated Congress Building and other iconic landmarks now destroyed in Washington DC.

Newscaster:  With the now destroyed DC landmarks as background.  “Well, folks, it would have been better to keep these borders secure.  This now comes at a price to all of us.”

The screen then split and showed so many East Coast cities.  Iconic landmarks like the Boston Hill (the City on a Hill) and Independence Hall (in Philadelphia) were destroyed.

Newscaster:  With the destroyed landmarks as background.  “We let in all of these terrorists.  To what end?  To what end?”

A second newscaster then came onto the scene.  I could see such panic in his eyes.

2nd Newscaster:  “Hey, we must sign off now.  We have been told to evacuate.”

Newscaster:  Now also with great panic in his eyes.  “We are signing off, America!”

The screen then went blank.  I was then able to see things supernaturally.  Just a few seconds later, I could see Muslims celebrating oversees.

Muslims:  Chanting in loud, ecstatic voices.  “America is dead.  The Great Harlot is dead.  This is now ours.  Curse her fornications.”

I then heard a bell ring out.  It rang out a total of eight times.  It was a distinct count of eight.  The sound of this bell went to all places over all of the nations.  I then saw the sky open and there was Jesus with thousands of saints.

There was no place that anyone could hide where they could not see the Lord seeing them.  There were screams of terror as the people had no place to hide.

Then there was the Voice of Thunder.  I am not sure how to describe it.  It was loud, deep and frightening.  All of Heaven then seemed to descend.  When I woke up, my heart was pounding.

Sub-dream 1 over…

I then fell back to sleep and had another dream.

Sub-dream 2 “The Government Overtaxes the Citizens” begins…

I was touring a destitute city.  So much of the place was now unlivable.  My daughter and I were visiting a dance studio owned by one of my daughter’s old acquaintances.  When we arrived at her studio, she was glad to see my daughter.  However, she also seemed very sad.

The place looked like someone had been living in half of the area.  There was a mattress and sheets.  We looked around and it was a nice sized place with three studio rooms for dance.  It also had a bathroom with a shower.

Owner:  “Too bad you came so late.  I have decided to close.  All of the children are gone.  They have overtaxed all of the building owners.  Now the building owners have had to raise our leases to compensate for this.  While I kept it going for six months, I finally simply couldn’t.”

Me:  “How much are they charging you?”

Owner:  “$21,000 per month.”

Me:  “That’s staggering.”

Owner:  “I even left my apartment and moved in.  That is my stuff you see here.  The lights will be turned off on Friday.”

My daughter:  “Where will you go?”

Owner:  “Family in the country.  One of the only places we know.”

Me:  “Who is taxing the building owners?”

Owner:  “The government.  They want us ruined.”

Daughter:  “Is your family safe where they are?”

Owner:  “I don’t know.  They are now taxing everything, including air, water and road travel.”

Me:  “You had better leave now as in right now.”

Owner:  “Who are you?”

Daughter:  “Clear out now.”

We helped her gather her things and we instantly arrived at her family’s home in the country.  She was in shock.  Her mom and dad ran out to greet her.  My daughter and I waved and then we were gone.

Sub-dream 2 over…

I then fell back to sleep and had another dream…

Sub-dream 3 “New Drapes for a New Home” begins…

I was in a home linen shop there were virtually no customers or even workers.  I was shopping for drapes with my daughter.  However, there was only one panel for each fabric.  Not even a matching pair.  In reality, the entire place had interesting linens, but all of the inventory consisted of only one of each in each material.  There was one placemat, one pillowcase, one top sheet and so on.

They had a lot of inventory, but all was mismatched.  I became distracted by two extremely high-end linen pillowcases.  One pillowcase was white linen and on this was a flock of lambs.  It was embroidered with a girl with a sunhat leading them in a meadow.  I smiled.

My daughter:  “That looks like you,  mom.”

Me:  ‘What?  Really?”

I then studied the embroidery for longer than my daughter thought necessary.

Daughter:  “Mom, don’t get distracted.  We need drapes.”

I then looked at the linen pillowcase next to that one.  It was a navy toile printed on Belgium white linen.  It was a pattern I had never seen before.  It had all the little animals in our yard, as well as the birds.

Me:  “Look at this!”  We both laughed.

Daughter:  “Then ask the Lord for a pair of these for your new home.  There isn’t a pair of anything here.  All is mismatched.”

Me:  “You are right.  It seems like a salesman’s sample showroom.  It is all remnants here.”

Daughter:  “We are the remnants, mom, not these.”

A drape fell and I immediately woke up.

Sub-dream 3 over…

I drifted off back to sleep and had another dream…

Sub-dream 4 “Throwing a football amongst the breakables” begins…

All of our things from the house were outside in our lawn and driveway.  However, it wasn’t our current home.  It was a beautiful day.  I had a terrarium in a massive fishtank outside with the top off.

My husband then threw a football at me.  I caught it and moved backwards, toppling the terrarium.  However, the glass didn’t break.  Only the plants became jostled inside the tank.  My husband helped me pick it up and we both laughed.

We then discovered a bird’s nest inside.  We carefully put the eggs back in place.  My husband kept wanting to play catch with me in the middle of all these breakable items.  It didn’t make sense as this would not be typical of him.  It was amusing in my dream though.

Sub-dream 4 over…

Father, these dreams seemed sad.  For so many, there always has to be tragedy before they look to You.  There has to be events or an event so Earth shattering, it forces people to look to You finally (even so, if they still do at all).  It is just so sad.

I read recently that there are 1,440 minutes in a day.  If these minutes are translated to money, or $1,440 per day, how would we spend that ‘money’?  How we spend it would then determine if we were given another $1,440 the next day.

Well, I am not certain I spend each day well.  Father, so much of my day is consumed with routines.  I spend at least eight hours in bed.  I spend nine hours on chores, but sometimes ten to twelve hours.  This includes cleaning or driving into town to market and so on.  I spend at least an hour or two with You on non-dream journal days and four to five hours on journal, devotional and prayer days.

I also tend to not spend much time with people other than family.  Most of my days are quiet and I am alone in my chores.  Some days when I am not feeling well, I will then email, read or watch the news.  I can be boring at times.

I am not sure I spend my 1,440 minutes every day well even though I want to.  I spend a lot of my time being anxious for nothing.  I am bored at times.  While I am busy, I sometimes get caught in the monotony.  The hour is late and I want to please You.  Let my works honor You, Father, in all I do.

Jesus:  “Erin, come up!”

He once again spoke to me while I sat in my devotional chair.  His Voice was very clear.

Jesus:  “Erin, I am here and I am with you.  You do honor Me.  I have created you to be uniquely you.  I have called you to prepare your house and to ready your fields.  You have stepped up to all of this.  I love you and I will make a way for you.

“Now, there are things in this world taking shape so that you understand the lateness of the hour.  I have made My decisions as these were made in the beginning.  This is because I know the end from the beginning.

“Now, I chose you for My purposes, each one of you, with all of your frailties and shortcomings.  All that has occurred is so you would lack no good thing.  I have made you a designer of things.  Your mind goes to this because you can see things others cannot.  You say you know a little about a lot and this is how I made you.

“As for your husband, he knows a very specific field.  This is how I made him… into an expert in his field.  Your husband was not made for your field, so he sees this as foreign.  However, he enjoys the outcomes of your vision.  While you do not understand your husband’s math, you rest secured that he is led by Me and wired for dates, logic and patterns.  Together you are good.

“Now, I am with you.  You are investing in My house.  You care for it and take time.  You are to donate all that is no longer beneficial as this weighs on you.  You are to treat the things I have given you as holy because these are in the temple I have given you.  This means whatever you bring into it, ingest, release or plant as you are called to.

“Now, do not worry.  While I will bless you with more, do not remain stagnant in doing good.  This keeps you sharp, Erin.  I love you!  Now, rejoice this day.  The dreams for now are mysteries, but important.”

Dream over…

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