My imaginary friend

It was 2003 and someone knocked at my room's door; when I opened, I saw a young man who was asking me for some French lessons. (I used to teach French at the University, I got my degree in French and English as a second languages) He looked nice but kind of strange; I remember after he asked me for the lessons, his next questions was; "How much will you charge" I looked at him and told him that the price will be depending on the classes, and that's how William came into my path. We started the classes, he was pretty good, really decent, and with only one little detail: he didn't believe in God, but it didn't mean I couldn't talk to him. I personally think, that if he had known that I was christian, he would never asked me for help, he would never talked to me, but he found out that one by himself later on.

We became really good friends and the question that started our talks and discussions about God was: why did you always listening to that music? (christian music)- he asked. I really don't remember my answer, but I know that every time he used to go to my house for classes, that was the music I was listening to. As time went by we became close friends. His "friends" didn't like me a lot; after all I was this new woman who was spending more time with William, as some of they thought. William friends called me with so different names, no of them was nice, but I am glad I knew just some of them and I don't want to know the rest...:)

William is one of the most honest men I met at the university; he is the kind of person who will tell you what he thinks and feels right away and I like that; of course, he told me his reasons for not believing in God, and the more I got to know him, the more I understood his reasons but never share them; he started eating at the house I was living and that made our friendship to grow. He went to Bible study group only once, because he kept on saying that God wasn't true, according to him, God was just my imaginary friend and when we talked, his last sentence was: "God is just your imaginary friend"

When vacation time arrived, I was getting ready to go home and he came one afternoon and gave me a CD; he didn't say what kind of music it was, but he asked me to play it and when I did, it was christian music..." I know you like that and I wanted to give you something you like" he said.
I was SO happy; for the first time he was doing something out of his "beliefs", just because according to Him I liked it. Maybe he did it just for that reason, but he had listened the music before giving it to me; something was on his head, something was getting on his heart, I thought. I am not sure if I said something to him that day, but then I started confronting him with the fact that he did believe in God, but didn't want to accepted. Of course I was wrong again- he said, "it's your imaginary friend not mine". Even thought he used to say all of that, I always prayed that someday he will tell me that I wasn't talking to an imaginary friend and God was real.

Time went by; he started dating and we were a little far away from each other at that point; then I came to the States and of course our communication was mails, once in a while and msn. Last year I went back home (Colombia) and I will never forget a walk William and I took. As we walked close to my home, he said he needed to tell me something; "You know, I just wanted you to know, that I am sure that your imaginary friends is real"... what a great joy I felt in my heart to hear that from him; it was after five years and I was hoping too long for that moment. God is awesome!!! I went back home and that was a great "welcome back girl and keep on moving forward"

I am still praying for a dearest friend of mine, who told me the same that William used to say, and the difference is that she asked me not to say or e-mail her anything that has to do with God, but I know she will believe.

If you feel like it's being so long praying for someone, do not stop, you don't know when the Lord is going to touch a heart through your life, keep on standing for Jesus. You will be surprised with the good news, just as much as I was.

William and I still talk, he is working as a tacher now, and I hope the Lord will give us chance to have luch someday soon!