I remember specifically to this day, the day I saw Jesus' face. I am a strong Christian and ever sense I was very little I say prayers every night. My mom taught me them when I was 4 and we would say them every night before we fell asleep.
One day, I forget how old I was I'm guessing 5?, I remember being sent to my room for time-out because I was misbehaving. I was sitting on my floor crying and crying saying "It's not fair! It's not fair!". I remember my door was shut and I was sitting in front of it crying, and I saw right there on my door kind of like a shadow looking picture or like a black ink drawing of Jesus' face looking at me and what I will always remember is that he looked disappointed in me and sad. I wasn't even scared at all for what I was seeing I felt a feeling of warmth and love from him. Even though he didn't speak, I believe that the disappointment in his face was telling me that I shouldn't disobey my parents and I should be good. I also believe that he wanted me to see him so that I realize that I hurt him by not respecting my parents (doing the right thing).
I will never forget that moment and it touches my heart every time I think about the look disappointed and sad look on His face.
This proved to me at a very early age, that God DOES exist. Not just in stories and prayers but he Exists in the HEART as well.
I believe that you, like many others, are very close to Christ. Remember the story about Jesus telling the religious zealots of those days that, Jesus said, "Unless you become like these little children you may not enter the Kingdom of God." I'm sure my quote is flawed, but you can look it up.
I think you have had a wonderful experience, and many others would benefit by hearing it. Keep a record or journal of these experiences. It will encourage you when you need it (we forget easily) and a real blessing to others who need it.
The correspondence between the Apostles and the various churches were just letters initially. Now they are the "gospel" of Jesus Christ.
When I was your age, I saw things I wish I could forget. But that is part of my story whether I like it or not. I believe God hasn't forgotten me.
I wish God's Peace (the meaning of my name) on you through out your life.