Love Letter Found: Millersville University. 12-10-13.

  I was waiting to print in the library at school one day and I noticed the guy in front of me. We talked and realized we were in the same class. I was happy to finally have a friend in that class. The next couple days I did not see him in class. In fact a month went by and I had not seen him once. Finally he sat down next to me and we talked for a little. I could tell he grew up in a Christian home like me when he talked about going on mission trips. I asked him where he had been and he admitted to me that he was a drug addict in recovery. My boyfriend was an addict as well so I asked him more details about his situation. He was a heroin addict, like my boyfriend was, and he was 60 days clean. The next class I couldn’t wait to talk to him, but he didn’t show up. The class after that I was walking up a stairwell when I found this letter on the floor. I picked it up and read it on my way to class. I was so angry at myself for picking it up. I already knew God loved me, and I wished I had never picked it up so that someone else who actually needed it could have. I threw it in my backpack and sat down. My new friend walked in without a backpack and his eyes were barely open. He sat down and put his head down. I waited a couple minutes then asked him where he had been. He said he’s been really bad and didn’t want to talk about it. I looked down at my backpack and saw the card. I said hey look at this card I randomly found on the floor on my way here. As he read it I prayed that he would truly read the words and take in the information. He looked at me with glossy blue eyes and said thank you. He said I needed that very much. We continued to talk about his process and my boyfriend’s past. I told him to look up a song my boyfriend loved when he was doing bad, “Hello My Name Is, Matthew West.” He left class with a complete opposite attitude waving to me with a smile and screaming see you later! A few weeks later I texted him to see how he was doing and this was his response (see below). I have been a Christian since I was 4 years old. But it took me 16 more years until I finally saw God. Thank you to the author of this letter.

 

I was waiting to print in the library at school one day and I noticed the guy in front of me. We talked and realized we were in the same class. I was happy to finally have a friend in that class. The next couple days I did not see him in class. In fact a month went by and I had not seen him once. Finally he sat down next to me and we talked for a little. I could tell he grew up in a Christian home like me when he talked about going on mission trips. I asked him where he had been and he admitted to me that he was a drug addict in recovery. My boyfriend was an addict as well so I asked him more details about his situation. He was a heroin addict, like my boyfriend was, and he was 60 days clean.

The next class I couldn’t wait to talk to him, but he didn’t show up. The class after that I was walking up a stairwell when I found this letter on the floor. I picked it up and read it on my way to class. I was so angry at myself for picking it up. I already knew God loved me, and I wished I had never picked it up so that someone else who actually needed it could have. I threw it in my backpack and sat down. My new friend walked in without a backpack and his eyes were barely open. He sat down and put his head down. I waited a couple minutes then asked him where he had been. He said he’s been really bad and didn’t want to talk about it. I looked down at my backpack and saw the card. I said hey look at this card I randomly found on the floor on my way here. As he read it I prayed that he would truly read the words and take in the information. He looked at me with glossy blue eyes and said thank you. He said I needed that very much. We continued to talk about his process and my boyfriend’s past. I told him to look up a song my boyfriend loved when he was doing bad, “Hello My Name Is, Matthew West.” He left class with a complete opposite attitude waving to me with a smile and screaming see you later!

A few weeks later I texted him to see how he was doing and this was his response (see below). I have been a Christian since I was 4 years old. But it took me 16 more years until I finally saw God.

Thank you to the author of this letter.

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