I heard the sound of a flag flapping loudly in the breeze and turned to look at it. The flag was missing its stripes and its stars. It was just a washed out bluish-white piece of material flapping in the breeze. I felt a sense of amazement wondering what had happened, and also great grief swelling up in me mixed with great love. I felt like someone very precious and beloved by me had died in the service of their country.
Some Remarks and Observations
What does this dream mean? I can't tell you everything yet, but I will share with you some things that I see very clearly.
1. Americans as a people have always had a fierce love for their country and were willing to do whatever it took to protect her.
2. We have also had certain priorities: God, Family, and Country. This country was founded on Christian principles and the Word of God. Our laws came straight out of the Old Testament: You shall not steal; You shall not kill; You shall not commit adultery (yes, it used to be against the law to commit adultery, still is in Florida even though they don't enforce it). Our three branches of government come right out of its pages: Legislative (God the Lawgiver), Executive (God the Executor of the Law), Justice (God the Righteous Judge we will all stand before to give an account of what we have done with our lives.)
3. Americans have always hated injustice heaped upon others in the world. When Hitler's Nazi concentration camps were liberated, my father in law was one of the young American soldiers who walked in there heartbroken over what he saw had been done to other members of the human race.
4. Even when we feel forced to go to war against another people, when it's over and done with, we pour in millions of dollars and thousands of men to help the people of that country repair and restore that country so they can get on with life. ("Love your enemy, do good to those who hate you and despitefully use you." Jesus.)
5. In this dream the flag was missing its stars and stripes. It was a washed out bluish-white. I want to share something with you that was said by Charles Sumner in 1861. He was Chairman of a Senate Committee.
"There is the national flag. He must be cold indeed who can look upon its folds, rippling in the breeze, without pride of country. If he be in a foreign land, the flag is companionship and country itself, with all its endearments.
Who as he sees it, can think of a state merely? Whose eyes, once fastened upon its radiant trophies, can fail to recognize the image of the whole nation? It has been called a "floating piece of poetry," and yet I know not if it has an intrinsic beauty beyond other ensigns. Its highest beauty is in what it symbolizs. It is because it represents all, that all gaze at it with delight and reverence.
It is a piece of bunting lifted in the air; but it speaks sublimely, and every part has a voice. Its stripes of alternate red and white proclaim the original union of thirteen states to maintain the "Declaration of Independence", its stars of white on a field of blue, proclaim that union of states constituting our national constellation, which receives a new star with every new state. The two together signify union past and present.
The very colors have a language which was officially recognized by our fathers. White is for purity, red for valor, blue for justice; and all together -- bunting, stripes, stars, and colors, blazing in the sky -- make the flag of our country to be cherished by all our hearts, to be upheld by all our hands."
But, the flag was missing the red and white stripes representing the past union with its courage and purity (the thirteen original colonies from whom the Declaration of Independence sprang). It was missing its white stars (purity) on their background of blue (justice). All that remained was the material itself and a pale washed out, faded out bluish-white color. Our purity gone? Our justice quickly fading away? Our independence and allegiance to God and country missing?
What has happened? We have forgotten where we came from. We have turned our backs on God and now serve the god of Self. We want to do whatever brings us pleasure and we want others to support us in it. The country is erupting into massive protests against anybody who would dare suggest that it's not the place of government to support them and give them what they want at the expense of others. From illegal immigrants to public workers, we have developed a new mindset of "it's someone else's responsibility to take care of me from cradle to grave." Where is the spirit of courage and independence and self-reliability this country is known for? It disappeared with our new progressive ideals. What the Bible said has come to pass: "Woe to them who call evil good, and good evil; that put darkness for light, and light for darkness; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter! Woe to them that are wise in their own eyes!" Isaiah 5:20-21
I hope and pray this is a picture of what is going to happen if we don't as a people turn to God with all our hearts and regain the courage and purity and justice that come from confidence that if God is for us who can stand against us.
I hope and pray this is not a picture of what is going to happen no matter what we do. If it is, we can still be right with God ourselves as His people. He has promised He will never leave us or forsake us. I'm not talking about Americans now, I'm talking about the people of God.
Please read a promise God has given His people for when He decides to send judgment on a land where they are. It is found in Ezekiel 14:12-20. Please don't think to yourself, "That's the Old Testament, I don't need to read that." In I Corinthians 10:11 (New Testament) it speaks to us about God's dealings with His people in the Old Testament and it says, "Now all these things happened to them for examples: and they are written for our admontion (warning), upon whom the ends of the world have come."
We need to cry out to God, ask Him to help us to know what to do, how to be ready, and how to stand no matter what the circumstances are. And we need to help our children and loved ones to be ready also.
In Him,
Sylvia