Witness of Jesus

7.05am, I woke up all the children. I told them about my story. Then I looked out the window and was surprised to see the sky so dark suddenly.....


7.13am, the sky was so special today. Walking to school with the children. So energetic today, and I told them, especially Ricsson......


7.21 am no rain yet. Just as I opened the window, so many pigeons, white wings/plumage flew in front of me, so beautifully, all settled at different places later on.


These are three pigeons that settled down...

7.30am: Raining and I am typing now.

I was dreaming, cannot remember the dream, BUT, it was the image of Jesus, the 'red and brown' figure, the image of a face, and the 'heart' with the message, that tell me. It was a 'subconscious' state -- knowing that I had a dream and I was about to wake up -- a very special moment..... incredible, the timing is so RIGHT....

Just as I was having the image of Jesus in my brain, just 'behind' my eyes while I was still lying with my eyes closed, I heard Ricsson walking in to my room, and then I opened my eyes, (just with the image of Jesus appeared on my eyes), it was Ricsson the next moment I opened my eyes. It was so incredible. I was amazed.

During these time, I was very urgent. I resisted, lying on the bed, pondering over what I had seen, and with a tune in my heart.... "Sing Praise to the Lord...." (The tune of "Enter With A Song")

Just as I was typing this, the thunder roared -- Sing Praise To The Lord

I pondered and pondered. At 6.15am, I could not sleep anymore, wanted to go toilet, urinate. I stood up, saw flash of light at my 'dressing table' (not really dressing table, but the position of a dressing table, just beside my bed), beside the wardrobe, and the place where I put my handphone. The handphone had not rang yet. I set my alarm at 6.45am.

In the toilet, I saw flashes of light outside the window. It was such an unusual morning. Flashes of light, so scary.

I went back to my bed, with Ricsson lying there sleeping. Lying on the bed, beside Ricsson, I saw flashes of light outside the window still. It was so scary, but later, I stood up, went to the window, opened up the curtain. Still intermittent flashes of light I saw in the sky. Not so sure of the light, I stared at it. Indeed, it was the sky 'turning white' with flashes of light. No rain yet, it was so unusual kind of morning.

It must be 6.43 -- I saw 'lightning' -- the 'veinlike line of lightning' that Moses saw as always depicted in pictures. I know the timing because at 6.45am, slightly after the 'lightning' (silent), I heard my alarm rang.

I was so shocked at all that I saw, and 'song' in my heart, 'thoughts' on my mind -- I am the Resurrection and the Life.... You know words typed out need time, and words typed out so difficult to sequence it -- because everything came at the same time, the right time, so many things at one go. So I have to add here and there. At the image of Jesus on my eyes (in my brain, like just behind my eyelid), it was the words "I am the Resurrection and the Life", and Ricsson came...

This was not the first time such things happened. Everytime I had dreamed of something, Ricsson came to my room. Eg. The Bread of Life

It is 7.44 am now, finished typing, but not finished with what I had seen. My computer always crashed. Yesterday, while typing halfway, all my work was gone. So scared that all my effort always gone to the drain...