May 8, 2011
Last night I went to fellowship at “the Vine”. The speaker told us what the definition of child-like faith was. I learned that to have a child-like faith, you would ask God for your task and follow the task that He would want you to do. I prayed to Jesus for a task before I slept. I had a couple of dreams last night.
I don’t remember the first dream but I remember I woke up and I heard a very scared voice of either a mature adult man or woman saying “The lord wants me to die.” It was very creepy... I prayed to God for discernment and for Him to deliver us from the evil one. I remember the first thing that came to mind before I woke up was “Spiritual warfare”. I felt like there was a lot of that in Hong Kong. I don’t know why but I felt like there were a lot of evil spirits here, everywhere.
Billie, Brian Ma and a couple other people (I don’t remember their faces) were studying in this study room in Hong Kong. We took a break or something so we went downstairs and we crossed the street to check out the surroundings. On the other side of the streets was a sketchy building. I went inside with someone (I don’t remember who but it was someone I knew) and found some VCR tapes. I remember that I went to the washroom before I came out and the washroom was very nice. Brian, Billie, a couple of other people and I were chilling on the streets. Then we see fire trucks and police trucks. I remember either Billie or Brian almost got hit by one. Then Billie started talking about the sketchy building and how some guy was doing illegal stuff with the VCR tapes and he was hiding this stuff behind the banner of the store. We found one of the tapes in a shopping cart. Then I woke up because I thought I was late for church but it is only 6AM.
Cool! I didn’t know the mafia would be up so early at 6AM. I just saw some race cars speed madly on the highway. I guess they’re late for church.
May 9, 2011
Timothy Yung was in my dream last night. I don’t remember what happened though because I remembered I woke up and was too lazy to write it down.
I dreamed I had a physics exam at Waterloo. Mr. Gibson was my physics professor. He was a good teacher. I remember Valerie Yip was in my class. I don’t remember most of the details though. I know I did go to the cafeteria to eat something.
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