I had another alien dream last night not to mention a trumpet blast. This one in particular was very distinct. I will jump right into it.
My dream started out with me in my house. It is not the house I am living in now, but a different one, a much larger one with many rooms. There was a very high level of excitement; the kind that we all have when we anticipate and look forward to a very high holiday when we first wake up in the morning.
It was very early morning and I was full of excitement and energy. It was an unusually very bright, beautiful, sunny morning. The kind where the sun was shining through the entire house and it was full of warm, golden light. The kind of light only the morning affords. Everything in the house was mostly all white and very clean and airy.
I was going through the house full of the energy of great happiness and joy, getting it ready, and straitening it up. Though it was so clean already, it was more like I was preparing it. I was doing this knowing that I had guests still asleep and soon to wake.
I wanted the house to be perfect for the day. Furthermore, I feel very strongly to say that the excitement that I had was greater than anything I have ever felt before on earth. I cannot even compare it to any event that was the happiest of my life.
The preparation was for what was coming, and the need for everything to be more than perfect. You know how it is when you move furniture to vacuum and clean baseboards though no one is going to notice. It was like that.
In addition, I need to point out that time was of the essence; that every single second could not be wasted.
I went from room to room to prepare everything. Finally, I wound in a bedroom, which had a bed with a canopy over it. It looked as if it had already been slept in because the blankets were tossed aside and the pillows used.
I started fixing the bed, and when I was nearly done, I realized that the guests were now all waking up. I looked behind me because I heard them talking in hushed tones and I saw others coming out of their rooms. They all began immediately to be excited as they spoke to one another with great joy. They had the same high energy I was feeling.
I knew that this day was a long, long awaited day for us all, and it was to be a day to prepare for. If I were to put it into words understandable, it would be like the day you wake up on your wedding day. Just like that but even 100 times greater.
Just then, a woman walked into the room to greet me. I continued to finish making the bed and told her that this room was my children’s room. Lastly, I did something strange. I used extra blankets to make a little bed, and laid it on top of the canopy.
Even then I thought it strange that I would do that because who would sleep on top of a canopy? I took painstaking time to make sure it was more than perfect. I lifted it up and laid it on the top, smoothing it out and tucking in every inch.
The room looked like a room for very young children, which was interesting because my sons are in their thirty’s.
Nevertheless, I finished making it, and she started talking to me. About what, I do not remember, but I stopped what I was doing and sat on the bed to listen to her. She then sat across from me and continued to speak. As she went on, I looked above us and saw that branches filled with leaves were hanging down from the top of the canopy, which caught my eye. I had not seen them any time before. They were not there prior to that moment.
I interrupted her politely, and pointed up saying, “Hey, look! Have you noticed that there are beautiful tree branches full of leaves hanging down?” She also looked up, and we both noticed that there were even more covering the entire canopy.
I stood up to get a better look at the several leafy branches. As I did this, on edge of the canopy on top of the branches was a child’s toy made into the image of an ancient man. The woman stood up and looked at it as well with inquisitiveness. I said to her, “This is Father Abraham!”
The little figure of Abraham was positioned on top of the branches, prostrate with both of his hands placed before his face as if he were worshiping and praying. He had on long robe and white beard with some sort of little hat.
We continued talking. When she was done, she turned and exited the room. Then I saw that figure of Abraham now lying on the little bed on top of the canopy of tree branches. I wondered about it and why?
The morning drew on and everyone was getting ready for the day. I was in the kitchen preparing for the celebration that I knew was coming later that night. I realized as I went about that there was a greater buildup of powerful anticipation. Everyone was in their rooms and about the house personally preparing.
For some reason I needed to go outside to throw something away. I walked out to the trashcans down a cement path. As I was lifting the lid to toss the bag in, there was the most powerful trumpet blast that filled the entire upper atmosphere.
Let try my human best to explain the sound.
It was a very long, booming, ongoing blast. It was most definitely the sound of a trumpet, but not any earthly trumpet I have ever heard. I know there is no way that anyone could make that sound. It was as if it filled the entire universe. It was deep and thunderous … heavy sounding.
As it was long in blasting, I looked up with a startled sense I can barely describe. I instantly thought, “Is this the Rapture? Is this happening now!” Then I screamed out at the top of my lungs, “Lord Jesus, is this the Rapture? Take me now Lord! I am ready Lord!”
Then the trumpet blast ended and I looked up into a very starry, moonlit night. That night sky was more luminous than I have ever seen. There were some scattered clouds, and there was a parting in between them.
I saw a word written in the sky between the parted clouds. There was one word written with the stars. The word said, WORSHIP. It was stunning and so beautiful. I stood there in awe having never seen anything like this before.
Then out of the corner of my left eye, I saw in the darkest part of the sky something darker, moving quietly and slowly into view. It came into full sight right in front of me. It was a colossal alien ship. Another smaller one was following it. The bigger one was immense and mammoth. I can barely describe it. Both looked the same. The only difference was their size.
Again, I will do my best to describe what they looked like.
Remember the smaller one was an exact replica of the bigger one, so I will just describe the big one.
Both were flying in the atmosphere in the cloud range. There were few scattered clouds so the sky was mostly wide open and unobstructed. It was close enough to the earth, like very low flying airplanes. Close enough for me to see every detail well.
It was so massive that the only way I could describe it is that it was like watching an enormous mountain in the sky. It was a tall oval shape with four large, thick band-like rings going all the way around the circumference of it. It was like Saturn’s rings for instance.
There were protruding lights sticking out all over top to bottom. I could draw a perfect picture of it if I had to. Immediately when I saw these ships, there was an impending doom regarding them, an evil indescribable. The closer they got to where I was standing, the heavier I could feel the power of their malignant, malevolent, evil increasing.
It was a hideous and horrifying kind of evil that no words can begin to explain. One interesting thing I want to point out is that when I went outside it was still daylight. Yet, as soon as the trumpet sounded, I saw the day turn instantly into night.
Both ships stopped perfectly still in the midair above and in front of me. I could feel the feeling of murder coming from it towards me and for all that were in the house.
Suddenly, I knew I had to run and tear out of there as fast as I could to get back into the house, which I did. The minute I thought of running, the beings that were in those ships had intelligence and the power to know I was afraid. They knew I was thinking that I was about to run. How they knew what I was thinking I do not know.
The moment I started to run without delay, the smaller ship instantly shot towards me and morphed into a sphere that landed right in front of me. It was as tall as I was and it tried to withstand me.
It had one band going around it and lights sticking out of it. It was the same but shrunken down.
Somehow, I whisked by it and rammed it with my hand to get by. I made it into the house and tried slamming the door. All the people in the house were now in the kitchen where I was before I went outside. I screamed to them, “Help me! Help me close the door!” However, the door was different this time.
It was smaller and did not fit the space of the doorjambs. It was an old, rickety door, like something from an old weathered farmhouse. They were all trying to pull it shut and there was a stick attached to it to slide into the doorjamb. The old world way people barricaded their doors.
I realized that it was not going to work. Then I looked up and saw a very old man dressed in old clothes and white hair. I knew that man was one of those beings from the smaller alien vessel that had transformed itself into this feeble old man. His appearance was a deception in that anyone seeing an old man like that would surely invite him in.
I knew this perfectly. We did not invite him in, but I realized that this is what it was trying to do – to trick us into opening the door and allow him entrance.
I then woke up.
End of Dream
I want to begin by saying that this is now the fourth alien dream that I have had – this one and the last one I have only received within 2 weeks of one another. It is not easy to share because it is something newer to me lately. Describing things other worldly in our limited vocabulary only serves to take away from it.
I will do my best to interpret what I believe was totally obvious.
The dream started out in the very early morning with anticipation unlike any other earthly happiness or joy. Time was of the essence I believe, because the Lord was showing me that there is no time to waste. The day of much anticipation is what we are now embarking upon. The preparation was now not to clean anything dirty but now to get personally dressed and ready.
We should presently be in that phase because we are so very close to Jesus Christ coming back again.
This is indicative of the house already being very clean and white which represents purity. This house represents the body of Christ. Again, I was not necessarily cleaning it, only last minute straightening up. Which is where we all need to be every day.
The guests in the house that were sleeping represent the true Believers in Christ. Their rising all at the same time with great fervor and powerful joy has the ring of the “Five Wise and Five Foolish Virgins” in Matthew 25:1-8.
This tells me that this reveals the long Church Age and the end of it that is upon us. Remember, all ten virgins slept. They all slept because the time has been long. However, only the “Five Wise” were prepared and ready to go. This was very much what I saw clearly.
My going throughout the house represents not just me, but all of us. This is now the time that we must do last minute searching of our hearts… double-checking everything making sure there are no surprises.
“For the spirit of man is the candle of the Lord who searcheth out the inward parts of the belly.” ~ Proverbs 20:27, KJV.
The beauty of it was that there was nothing to clean, only to dress. It had the feeling of a wedding day but much better and far more thrilling. It is an indescribable joy.
Entering my children’s room did not make sense to me because they are now full-grown men. I will circle back to this a bit more later. I suppose that having loved being a mother has given me a heart of a mother that is necessary. You see, being a mother, wife, and housekeeper has been the very joy of my heart. Mothers have a way of having everything, every detail, taken into duty.
My pure, true gift and primary calling has been the care of my family and home. This is how the Lord showed me that the care of the house has the sweetness of a mother’s heart. Yet, this is how God’s heart feels towards all of us. No, I am not advocating that God has a female side.
The bed I was making had a canopy above it. I thought it strange at first because what boy’s bed has one. In fact, they are almost exclusive to girl’s rooms. The little bed I made was for a person of some sorts. I paid attention to it with as much finesse as I did the rest of the house in making it perfect. The only thing I can say about it at that point was that it was a preparation.
This means that as we get nearer to that “Day”, be ready to do things to prepare that may not make any sense to you. He will ask us to do things that in the moment that do not make sense. As I paid special attention to this little bed in smoothing out the blankets and tucking in every piece of it with perfection means that when you are given a task to do, do it in perfection. It means to give your best as He gave His Best. It does not matter how insignificant you think it is or that you do not understand its meaning … just be willing to give your best in the task.
Do not ask questions. Just obey and do it with excellence as unto the Lord. This is the highest level of obedience and honor unto Him.
The woman who sat talking to me on the bed was a fellow sister in the Lord. The reason there is no memory of the conversation is not the focus. All the branches filled with leaves creating a canopy revealed to me that it was a sukkah. If you are not familiar with what a sukkah is, I will briefly explain.
It is a yearly celebration called the “Festival of Tabernacles” and the “Feast of Booths”. It is one of Judaism’s three central pilgrimage festivals, along with Passover and Shavuot, (the giving of the Law). A major holiday held in autumn to commemorate the sheltering of the Israelites in the wilderness.
It is an agricultural festival that originally was considered a thanksgiving for the fruit harvest. Sukkot are hut-like structures that the Jews lived in during the 40 years of travel through the wilderness after the exodus from Egypt. It represents a temporary dwelling. The sukkah is decorated and the first day is considered holy day.
It is a structure consisting of a roof made of organic materials. Essentially is an outdoor hut, covered with raw, unfinished vegetable matter such as bamboo poles, evergreen branches, and reeds. It must have three sides and you must be able to see the sky.
In Leviticus 23:42-43, “For a seven day period you shall dwell in booths. Every resident among the Israelites shall live in booths, in order that your [ensuing] generations should know that I had the children of Israel live in booths when I took them out of the land of Egypt. I am the LORD your God.”
Basically, it is harvest time when it is commanded by God to keep in the Mosaic Law. One last thing I will say about it is that for seven days, Jewish people are to live in them, eat, and be merry. One of the main things they are to do is to invite their Gentile friends and neighbors over to the sukkah to dine and celebrate.
This is also the way to remember when the Israelites had no country or city to dwell in, but were foreigners and had to rely on the graciousness, mercy, and help from the neighboring Gentile nations.
Do a study on it if you would like to know more. I gather what I have been shown here is that God is showing us to perhaps pay particular attention to the time at hand. I am not date setting. I am only giving you what I see is the time we are in and to pay attention.
This canopy was clearly arranged as a classic sukkah. The little effigy of Abraham was symbolic of the Gentile nations being saved by the faith of Abraham; the Gentile nations being grafted into the Vine. You can read this beautiful explanation by Paul the Apostle in Romans chapter 11.
This little effigy in a prostrated position of worship and prayer is a demonstration of our position as faithful Christians. Here is where I am going to circle back to the room being the children’s room.
The reason all this was demonstrated in the children’s room with a toy doll of some kind representing Abraham speaks so strongly to me that we are the children of Abraham. We are children of the promise.
“Even as Abraham believed God, and it was accounted to him for righteousness. Know ye therefore that they which are of faith, the same are the children of Abraham. And the scripture foreseeing that God would justify the heathen through faith, preached before the gospel unto Abraham, saying In thee shall all nations be blessed. So then they which be of faith are blessed with faithful Abraham.” ~ Galatians 3:6-9, KJV.
You can also reference the Old Testament prophecy in Genesis 15:1-7.
Next, Abraham lying in the little bed prostate and praying has great significance. Here is what the sukkah is in relation to Abraham:
The sukkah has a more ancient origin dating back four hundred years before the Exodus from Egypt to Abraham, the first Jew. In the 18th chapter of Genesis, we read of Abraham’s legendary hospitality for the desert wayfarers passing by his home. Still ailing from his circumcision three days earlier, Abraham stationed himself at the doorway of his tent to await any possible guests. When he saw three travelers approaching, “he ran to meet them… and bowed himself toward the ground.”
And he said: “My Lord, if I have now found favor in Your eyes, do not pass on by Your servant. Please let a little water be brought, and wash your feet, and rest yourselves under the tree. And I will bring a morsel of bread, that you may refresh your hearts. After that you may pass by, inasmuch as you have come to your servant.” [vs 3-5 NKJV].
My going to other parts of the house is the last minute going through everything to make it perfect. Again, there was no filth to clean. I was just making last minute preparations, which speaks to the time nearing the end. This is exactly what occurs when all has been accomplished and the event is down to an “any time now” moment. It focuses on any of the final important details.
This is displayed in my taking out the trash. This is the last thing to be done when everything else has been accomplished in the house. At least that is what I wait last of all to do.
Now this next part was intense.
As I was tossing the bag into the can, the sudden blast of heavy sounding trumpet was unmistakable. There was no doubt at all. I know many people reading this would ask, “Was the sound like that of those strange trumpet-like sounds being heard all over the world?” The answer to that is no. I have heard those sounds many times on You Tube videos and it was nothing like those sounds at all.
This trumpet sound made those sounds sound like nails on a chalkboard in comparison to what this was like. Now, when I was thinking that it could be the “Last Trump”, I am not sure because that is what I thought at first, and even cried out to God to take me.
I do know that if there is a “Last Trump”, for then there has to be a first one. This is what happened in the camp of the Israelites when it was time to move. There was one long trumpet blast, which signaled to the people throughout the camp that it was time to start getting ready to move. Then some time later the second and last trump sounded throughout the camp, which meant it was now time to go.
Here is an excellent article that will give you a basic understanding of the trumpets and their sounds. By the way, I forgot to mention that a trumpet blast commenced the first day of the “Feast of Tabernacles”.
The beautiful morning turning into instant darkness at the sound of this trumpet has such imagery in prophecy. The light represents the spiritual day that we are in now, and the night is the powers of darkness. When this happens, this is how fast it is going to overtake the whole world in a moment.
Jesus even said, “I must work the works of him that sent me, while it is day: the night cometh when no man can work.” John 9:4, KJV.
Remember when Jesus died and was resurrected He joined with Cleopas and his friend on the road to Emmaus.
And they drew nigh unto the village, whither they went: and He made as though He would have gone further. But they constrained Him, saying, Abide with us: for it is toward evening, and the day is far spent. And He went in to tarry with them.” ~ Luke 24:28-29, KJV.
Notice how Paul changes the night into day.
“The night is far spent, the day is at hand: let us therefore cast off the works of darkness, and let us put on the armor of light.” Romans 13:12, KJV.
The night we have been in is far spent as we are at the end of the Church Age, which is the sixth day. We are soon next to see the seventh day, the Millennial Age.
Notice it was sudden. I was not expecting it. I do not think that God allowed me to hear it as a Rapture trumpet, but a commencement warning that is signaling the beginning of the end.
The sky was clear full of stars and a few scattered clouds. The words WORSHIP spelled out with stars is none other than the heavenly host that worship Him, as well as all being commanded to worship God. That word surrounded by clouds makes me think of how it is said of Jesus,
“Behold, He cometh with clouds; and every eye shall see Him, and they also which pierced him: and all kindreds of the earth shall wail because of Him. Even so, Amen.” Revelation 1:7, KJV.
Seeing the massive alien ships that hovered closely to the earth full of evil directed towards me, represent the enemy Nephilim forces. These were alien ships and full of malevolence and murder. I know that I represented the Believers. The feeling of terror and wanting to get away from them back into the house was because I knew they wanted to kill me.
They were intent on killing me. The smaller alien craft that morphed into a sphere that instantly landed right in front of me to block me from running into the safety of the house means that the enemy will use strange, fearful methods through these beings to keep us from the safety of the Lord.
These aliens are the Nephilim that I believe will play a significant role in the very last minutes of this Church Age, as well as through the entire Tribulation period. I saw what they are capable of doing. They are a fearsome, malignant force that are exceedingly and highly advanced. They are a type of super-beings that are Satanic. The stage is now being rapidly set.
I had to bash the opposing sphere with my hand to bolt into the house where all the people were. This means that that even up to the very last seconds, Believers will have to battle Satanic forces to get to the Lord and His safety with all “the household of faith.”
The door that would not close that was old, worn out, warped, and too small offered no safety. This is a warning. This is a spiritual door and it seems that this was the ONLY thing that was overlooked regarding the house being ready.
Remember, I said that the whole house was white, bright, pure, and clean. It needed no further cleaning… only light straightening. Yet, the very thing that was to keep everyone in the house safely was pathetically in ruins and neglected.
This must be taken seriously. We are taking our spiritual safety for granted. It is in disrepair and this is how we keep the enemy out.
Even all the help of the Believers trying to pull the door closed was of no use. It should have been done a long time before. This is showing us we have a short time to make that happen. The old man that appeared outside was one of those alien beings that transformed itself into a person. Anyone would open the door to let it inside.
A poor old rumpled man standing alone in the night was the deception. We could clearly see him through the wide gaps of the door and doorjambs.
In closing, the Lord is showing us the end of things. How even in the last seconds while we all think we are mostly ready, we are not. The enemy will take advantage of those who do not repair their spiritual houses (lives). The enemy will even try at the end to infiltrate from within.
Let the Lord reveal to you anything else you might see. I am not insistent on some of the things I interpreted, but I will let them rest. The Lord is the Revealer of dreams. He can reveal to you things I did not see and He will cause them to speak to you.
Shalom to you,