When I was in college I met this very interesting guy. I remember the first time I saw him. He was wearing all black, had long dark hair and was drawing a large sun in this science book. It was actually a really cool looking sun. Right away I knew *** was naturally gifted and creative. From a distance he could seem scary but he was so soft-spoken and sweet, he won me over right away.
During my college years I kept to myself a lot. I felt out-of-place and lonely. I was dealing with a broken heart, a lost identity and trying to transition to adult hood. During lunch break I would eat my lunch outside and read my bible. To be honest, reading my bible kept me from crying. A friend that also went to our college later told me that *** noticed a sticker on my car that said, “God’s girl” and saw me read my bible on breaks. She told me, “He was an atheist but when he saw you reading your bible, he began to ask questions about God.”
Little by little *** and I became friends. He was thirty and I was nineteen. He would draw me these amazing illustration that had funny stories to them. We would talk about everything, music, art, dreams but most of all God. One day I invited him out to church to see me sing. To my surprise he came. Everyone kept asking me who my friend was, he didn’t look like your normal church goer.I remember I gave him a small bible. He told me he was reading the New Testament, “Jesus sounds like a pretty awesome person, I wonder what happens at the end.” I wanted to tell him, “They kill Him, but that’s not the end of the story..” I instead let *** read it for himself. He began to come to church with me. It was amazing to see the transformation God was doing in his life.
Then one day he stop coming, we graduated college, and we lost touch.
That was 2002. Since then I’ve wonder about him. I tried looking for him on every social network but no luck. I thought the worse. I feared he was dead.He always seemed troubled.
About a month ago one of the staff members sent out an email saying, “Delete your name from this website, if someone types in your name your home address appears.” I went to the site, typed my name and found my self. I then thought about ***. I typed his name and nothing. I then emailed my friend asking for ***’s email address. She gave me the email address he never responded to. I typed it in and the site scanned every social network, every email network and then listed 50 guys with the same name. I remembered the city he lived in and wrote down the address. I thought about sending a letter but knew he was too special to just send a note. I wanted to go that weekend to find ***.
A few months had pass and I still hadn’t went. Finally this weekend I told myself, “It’s now or never.” I drove thirty minutes, found the address, parked and knocked on the door. A very pretty girl answered. I asked, “Does someone name *** live here?” She looked at me confused, so I kept on talking, “I went to college with him and he gave me this address a long time ago..” She then stopped me and said, “Hold on, stay right there.”
Out came ***! He looked the same as if he hadn’t aged a bit! He came out side and I told him how I have been looking for him for years, and that he is no where on the internet. He told me he uses a fake name for everything on-line and isn’t on the internet very much. I gave him a fast up date on my life and he told me he is engaged to the pretty girl who answered the door. I stood there smiling at him. He must have thought I was crazy to go through so much effort to find him.We talked for ten minutes and then I said, “Well I’ll let you get back to your life, I just had to know how you are.”
The drive home I thought about how amazing it was to find him. I was happy that he was happy. I was glad to know he was alive! *** is and will always be special to me. I don’t know if he still has faith in God, but his story reminds me no one is unreachable. God pursues our hearts every day we are alive. One thing I know for a fact, is that God loves ***.
*** is the most creative person I ever met. He shared this song with me back in 2002. Now every time I hear it, I think of him.