Somewhere Out There

Back when I was a little kid, probably when I was like seven years old or around there...I think. I know I was in first grade. I had some very weird things happen to me that resulted in my acceptance of Jesus as my savior.
I was born and raised into a Christian home with Christian parents, brothers, and I went to Tulsa Christian School. I was also blessed by two older very conservative, very strong Christians, Walter and Gayla Thomas. Our parents knew them from Tulsa Bible Church. Mrs. Thomas was like a grandma to us when our mom was at work; she would baby-sit my brothers and I while our mom was away at work or out of town. (I am evidence that mentor Christian families result in stronger Christian kids)
I would hear Bible stories from my mentor parents (the Thomas's) and my school teacher Miss. Star, and a strange thing would happen to me. I would burst out in the middle of the lesson with joy and laughter. It probably seemed like I was being a mockery, but I wasn't trying too. I would try to contain myself, but to no avail. There was this feeling deep down inside that what I was hearing was truth. The only way I can put it into words is to say that it was like the feeling of k owing something that was the only truth in the universe, like I was the only one that got it... that only one that understood it. Not true, but that's the feeling. It also felt like what I was hearing was a rediscovery of something that applied to me personally. Like memories recaptured. This went on for what seemed to Me., like a year... and then something indescribably tragic happened; I had a close encounter with death. One night, I had something like a dream; only, it was realistic to the umpteenth degree.
I met someone that I’ve never seen before. This person was like my soul mate, or something like one of two pieces of clay from the same batch of clay; I was the other piece of clay. We were playing together outside, playing together outside, rolling down brightly luminescent grass hills, playing tag, and playing on the see-saw. We were having the time of out life playing together, and then I sensed something like the absence of everything good in form coming toward me and my best friend. I screamed "Run" and we took off trying to out run it. Then my friend tripped and fell. I tried to help them up and then run again but the darkness caught up to us. I was only a few steps away and I had to watch in horror as the light of hope that my friend had was extinguished; as though \we were dark and given the choice to do right or wrong and it was coming to reclaim us. Before my friend was gone, they told me to run and said something else; their light was gone and the formless thing was coming after me. I yelled and woke up. I burst into tears of fear and sorrow for my friend. I could still sense that death\ was still in the room, and that it was coming to take my life too.
I jumped out of bed, ran, and knelt down by base of my bedroom door. Memories of all the stories from the Bible that my teacher and parents had told me flooded my mind. I remembered the joy that I had from hearing of the Bible. Something inside me was telling me that it was all true. I didn't want to die like my friend and I knew that Jesus had to be the answer. So I prayed "Jesus, if you're there, please forgive me of my sins. Please come into my heart and live in my heart and be my guide."
The next day, I had a few doubts, so I prayed the prayer once more with my teacher, but the instant I started; I knew that it was extremely wrong. I must've prayed a correct prayer.
A lot of other weird supernatural things have happened to me besides that(I may talk about it later); a lot of things lead me to believe that my dream was true on either a spiritual plane or on a physical plane as prophesy so I sometimes scower the earth to find a sign of her/him. I'm often reminded of the painful memory by stories and tales of very close friends reuniting and then loosing each other. One song that reminds me of it is “Somewhere Out There” from the movie “Fieval: An American Tail.” It goes something like:

“Somewhere out there,
beneath the pale moonlight,
someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight.

Somewhere out there,
someone's saying a prayer,
that we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there.

And even though I know how very far apart we are,
it helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star.

And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby,
it helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky.

Together: Somewhere out there,
if love can see us through,
then we'll be together, somewhere out there,
out where dreams come true.”
[Voice-overs by Phillip Glasser(Fieval Mouskavitz) and Betsy Cathcart(Tanya Mouskavitz)]

I sometimes have gone a little bit out of my right mind thinking that I had found the person and then been disappointed. I want above all, for them to be saved through Christ. I don't want the dream to be true.
Please don't take any of that lightly, I don't.
Come back Annie.
Sincerely,
~BJ~