I was in a field...a desert-type field...rocks and sand....

Far away I saw enemies...coming towards us...like a military, they were coming in formation and marching towards us. I don't know who was with me, other people...but I wasn't alone.

Another person and I hid behind some rocks that weren't very large. Thinking that sooner or later we'd be caught, we decided to attack the enemies. We jumped on the last enemy from behind...the enemy was big... Eventually we got caught...but somehow we escaped and were hiding underground, me and many people...

We were underground, listening to and feeling the footsteps of the enemies above us...

I had a thought...let's praise God and worship Him in this difficult time...we have nothing to lose...

but to enjoy praising Him.

So I suggested to the group...a big group...they (we) all agreed and started praising...then...

I woke up...

I was with the group of people from Calvary Chapel Chino Hills, Jack Hibbs's church...my mom and I...and the people of Calvary Chapel Chino Hills

We were on the plane...going on a mission trip. The plane was about to take off...but it didn't seem like it was going up...at that moment I had this feeling that the plane wouldn't go up...and that it would crash...so I told Mom to hang on tight...

Nobody around was aware of this...only I knew that the plane was going to crash...

and it did crash....into the mountain...it wasn't a big crash...a minor crash...but there were injured people...no deaths...Mom was injured...I pulled her out of the plane...away from the wreckage...took care of her...she was okay...then I went back to pull more people out of it. Once everyone was pulled out and safe...

I looked around...and saw that people were upset with God—"why this accident on our way to do His job?" they were mad...upset....then I had this thought....instead of grieving...and getting upset...and dwelling on this tragedy, let's start praising and worshiping...since we had a whole worship team...so I went to Pastor Jack Hibbs...and suggested to him...."Pastor...how about praising and worshiping Him now...at this sad moment...let's praise Him in the midst of tragedy..." and he agreed...we started worshiping

Then...Mom and I were walking, looking at the mountain....and at the top... guess who I saw....Jesus....He was standing at the top with two sheep; one in His arm and the other right next to Him. Could not see His face because it was shining and glowing but I knew it was Jesus.

He was wearing a robe....the color of the robe was blood red...pure and so beautiful, a red with a green cloth belt....(I think)

When I saw Him in that pure blood-red color...beautiful, by the way... I felt so sad that He shed His blood for us...but at the same time I was excited to see Him. Then.... He saw me...and suddenly Jesus was running towards us....running at full speed....

At that time...I felt scared...overwhelmed....and happy at the same time.... we...(Mom and I) bowed down...all the way to the ground....in humility in front of Him

then...I woke up....

I wanted to go back to sleep so bad....so I could continue with the dream....but couldn't....

I will be having creative ideas.

I will be successful in business where I will be helping others.

Who is this person? I think you're a male. You've been having... you know what, there's a young man right here. Would you stand up, brother? There's an anointing upon you. There's a prophetic creativity, and almost like—and again, I'm not trying to throw you in this, this is not the case—when I look back at you, it's as if I see a melody coming out of you, that the Lord is either putting a new song in your heart, or there's some sort of musical favor, desire, or giftings that's going to begin to flourish. But there's a prophetic creativity, and I really feel like God's going to release a new song through you. I don't know all what that means. You know what, prophetic part, but before I pray for the sick, I'm supposed to pray for you. Is that okay? Does that mean something to you?

You got to think about it. That's all right. It can catch up with you. Stuff's bound to happen. But a new song—remember this: a new song doesn't necessarily mean you compose a song. You couldn't mean that. But a new song means as if God releases a new sound, a new chapter, to rewrite something new and different through you. And it's like you get on a different theme. You know, David the psalmist, he was a musician, but the psalms are something that we read, that we're blessed by, but they're themes. And a new song means God turns a page and releases a new theme through your life. And I really feel like that's one of the things God's doing. But I also believe there's something musical there. I'm not—I'm not backing off of that. But it's okay if I pray for you? Lift both hands right now. Father, in the name of Jesus, we thank you for our brother. We thank you this thing of a new song. Lord, I believe that there's going to be a new, um, envision, envision to envision. You're going to—you're going to envision him, and this new song is going to be able to see differently than he saw, and because he sees differently than what he saw, he's going to be able to walk differently than he used to walk, and flow differently than he—than you flow. So, Lord, you want to encourage him, and I pray for that encouragement to come upon our brother. And for you to touch him right now in Jesus' name.

I will be having creative ideas.

I will not go to where many people went. Abba will send me to a path where not many people went. It will be a rocky and hard path, but I will be setting/cleaning (making it accessible for others) the path for others to come. i.e. I will pave a dusty and rocky path for others.

I will be doing thing that haven't done...our family haven't done.

Abba will provide me with passion for Him.