"Alex"

Have you ever wanted beyond anything you can explain to say something to someone? What if that someone was a person you had never formally met before? And what if you'd give anything to save that person?

That's how I feel about "Alex".

I have no idea why I feel that way about him. I just feel this desperateness when I think of the state of his soul. People like him don't deserve Hell ... they just DON'T. People like him need a chance to save themselves from a terrible, cruel fate. It's frustrating, though, to see him, know where he is headed, and not be able to do anything about it. It keeps me awake at night. Literally. I am up praying and crying out for him nearly every night. I have NEVER been this desperately hopeful for a person's salvation before. It's weird. I feel like I'm missing something, like there's a good reason for this insanity I'm putting myself through. Does any of this make sense? It doesn't really make any to me.

I've written songs. I've cried. I've prayed.
Now it's your turn, Alex.
Please don't neglect what's chasing after you every day. It DOES affect you. It SHOULD affect you. And there's no one and nothing that can get in between you and God ... so don't be afraid. I think I get it a bit ... there's a lot of people who would be disappointed in you. Like, for example, everyone who supports what you believe in now so firmly. A family tree doesn't make you who you are. Anyone could get past that. And what a victory that would truly be!

Help me out. Don't give up. And you'll probably never read this, but I love you like I already know you. And if you don't ever give up, or give in, and never surrender, then someday, I WILL get to meet you.

I'll never stop praying for you.

I love you,

M