The New Incarnation of God

I was in an area that was like a big rounded hill with walking paths, stairs and benches around, almost as if it were a park.  The hill was huge, like if it was a mountain unto itself.  The weather was warm and sunny, the sky was very blue and the grass was very green.  There were a lot of people around in small groups of two to five, and they were sitting and standing around quietly chatting with one another, and it was kind of like they were there waiting before a scheduled event.

I was about 200 feet away down the hill from the pinnacle of the hill/mountain, and I found myself in conversation with Pope Francis.  He was telling me about the New Incarnation of God that would be with us soon.  In preparation, I was supposed to hold the power of the New Incarnation within myself until the new person was ready.  

I was wondering about him being there with me because I thought I had heard that he was no longer the Pope, and through a vision he showed me an image of a nervous looking young man, in his mid 20s with sandy hair, wearing the clothes of the pope, but looking very disheveled.  He was standing in front of a bank of microphones outside in a city center somewhere, and the wind was blowing.  He was looking from side to side, unsure of what he was supposed to be doing.  Pope Francis told me he would be fine, but he was one of the youngest popes in quite some time.  

When my vision came back to my current location, I saw my son, Simon off the side of one of the walking paths.  He appeared to be about 4 years old (he's 2 in waking life) and was talking with a small group of people.  I went over to him, and as I got closer, I realized that he was supposed to be the New Incarnation of God.  He saw me and smiled and took my hand.  There was some talk from someone near by about "getting him ready" and "making sure he's worthy" to take on the power and title, and somehow this involved us holding hands and jumping onto something kind of like a water slide that went about 30 feet down the side of a steep part of the hill.  

We did a couple of practice jumps, and both were slightly wrong somehow.  We may have been out of sync in our jumping or something. Then something clicked, he said he was ready, and we did a final jump and slide and it went off perfectly.  He was now ready for the power and title of New Incarnation of God.

After the jump, we both climbed our way back to the very top of the hill where he sat on a small raised area, almost like a broad pedestal.  I hugged him and kissed him and held his hands and transferred the title and power to him.  People knew immediately what had happened and the people milling around started coming over to visit and talk with him.  I stepped back to not be in the way.  He was smiling warmly and everyone around him and started to glow with a faint golden light.  As he was starting to talk to people, he started to transform slightly, looking more like a little Buddha.  Specifically, the main thing I remember was that his hair started to grow upwards and loosely pulled itself together on the top of his head, kind of like a large loose bun, and then a second one started to form on top of that one, and a third on top of that one.  The hair was moving of its own accord, even once it was in place.  

He started talking a little more to the group at large, and kept his warm smile and demeanor.  He was looking around at everyone, and every so often his gaze would rest on me for a moment and I could just feel the love pouring from him, and about this time the dream ended.