Fear and Dreams Leading Us to Peru

On September 22, 2024, I had such a vivid dream. “There was an entire crew of ladies and their children. We went across this huge rope bridge with people going back and forth, so the kids had to get up on the edges. It was easily 300 feet in the air over water. We went across to do something and then had to go back across.

On the second trip, a man slipped and fell into the water. Once we reached the other side, I couldn’t bring myself to let my kids join the group across for a third time. I was done.”

When I woke, I could feel the fear trying to grip me. Not sure what to do with this dream, I wrote it down and prayed.

Over the years, I have had several dreams that have impacted multiple other people and me. One time I had a dream about someone whom I hadn’t seen in about a year. In the dream, the family had moved back to Hawaii. I messaged her, and she freaked out. She had been having dream after dream of them moving back to Hawaii. She had asked the Lord to give the dream to someone else if they truly were to move back. The next night was when I had the dream.

I’ve also had dreams of spouses cheating on their spouses, and every one of them had come to fruition.

Our family had a series of dreams over a week that saved Amara’s life. (Click here).

The guy who sold us the house in Hawaii had a dream (click here for details) and sold it to us at a reduced price. Dreams are real and are still actively being used by the Lord.

I have also learned to give dreams over to the Lord and pray. He’s given me dreams, and usually my role is to ONLY partner with Him in prayer. Especially when it has been dreams about hard situations people are in. God wants His people to be stirred to intercede.

But then again, I have also had dreams that I would call “pizza dreams,” meaning that I probably ate something that night before bed and I dreamt about something that didn’t make sense at all. But over the years, I have learned to write them all down and give them over to the Lord.

Therefore, when I had the dream about this rope bridge, I had no clue if it was something that I needed to press into or not. Then, on November 17, 2025, about a year later, I was home for a few days visiting my youngest three while Esperanza was in Jacksonville going through proton therapy (radiation). I was at church when a friend came up saying he’d like to pray for me. As he was praying, he had a vision of a bridge with a rope, and that I needed to trust the Lord, even though it was scary and seemed impossible. I was instantly reminded of the dream I had on 9/22/24.

At that moment, I was excited that there was a connection because that meant God was speaking to me, but what exactly did it mean? I started thinking of all sorts of things, but nothing fit. So again I wrote it down, prayed, and moved on. Completely forgetting about both dreams/visions.

Fast forward to a couple of days ago. I started to have a full-on panic attack as I was sitting, having my quiet time. Just the thought of taking Esperanza to Peru caused me to spiral. We had seen the doctor a few days prior, and he had made it clear that if something were to happen where the shunt got blocked or needed to be adjusted, Esperanza would have to have surgery or her shunt adjusted in Peru. We couldn’t fly home because we wouldn’t have enough time. Fear gripped me to the point of immobilization.

As I sat crying out to the Lord, instantly the vision and dream came back to my remembrance. I hadn’t thought about them in months- why now? I went back and read through them. I felt nothing; the fear was too strong.

Then, a couple of days later, we sat as a family on the couch. We sat before the Lord, asking Him to speak. Fear was stirring in my chest the entire time we prayed. Again, the dream and vision came to mind. What was the Lord saying? Everyone else went around and shared what they got from the Lord. No one felt that we were not to go to Peru, and yet my fear was still there. Esperanza also confessed she was struggling with fear.

Everyone laid hands on us and prayed. Nothing happened at that moment. That evening, I started to research hospitals, reach out to friends in Peru, and contact doctors and find a shunt adjuster that she would need. The doctor in Pensacola had made it clear they had to have the same one as they have in Pensacola.

The next day, I was having my quiet time, and the Lord began to reveal what the dream meant. The rope bridge is life. There are places in life that seem safe to take our kids to, but then there are other situations where I see the danger, and even if God is calling us it feels impossible to follow. I don’t want my children to fall overboard; instead, I want to shield and protect them.

When we were in Jacksonville, fear and a need to protect my kids from the rope course of life had infiltrated my heart more intensely without me realizing it. We had met a lot of incredible families going through really intense seasons with their children. One specific child we have pictures of Esperanza making tie-dye shirts with. A few months after that moment, this little girl took her last breath and went to be with Jesus. This little girl had fallen off the rope bridge of life way too early, and I was devastated. Why hadn’t she been healed?

This intense anxiety that I need to protect my child welled up inside me. I need to shield her. I can’t do what God has called our family to do because I need to protect my child.

And yet the vision my friend had echoed in my mind over and over again. “A bridge with a rope, and I need to trust the Lord, even though it is scary and seems impossible.”

How do you do this? How do I? And yet I know our Savior. I know He’s good. Can I trust Him with my child? Will he take care of my child in Peru? All legit questions. And as I wrestle through them, I want to ask you the same question. What has God asked you to do that you have allowed fear to rule?

Since this revelation, I have found this fear chocking grip has begun to loosen. I will be honest, it is not completely gone, but I know He has been faithful over the years, and I can trust Him. So we continue to move forward in faith that if He opens specific doors, we are to go to Peru on July 17th.

The doors that need to be opened are Esperanza’s MRI on July 15th needs to go well. We doubt a first-world hospital in Lima, Peru, but we need to get a hold of their neurologist team to make sure that it has the same shunt machine as the one Esperanza has in her head. We need to receive the $6,000 for flights. The security check does not bother Esperanza’s shunt (we have paperwork for her to not go through the big magnetic security machines that could affect her shunt’s pressure). Continued protection over Esperanza and all my kiddos. Peace over both Esperanza and me. Healing over my husband’s body, he’s had back, feet, and hip pain.

Thank you for partnering with us!! Jesus is one we can trust even when we don’t understand. Please follow Him wholeheartedly so He can take you places deep in your heart that you’ve never experienced.