I went to Baptist Sunday School as a child, where I memorized many Bible verses. Then we moved to a neighbourhood without a Bible believing church in my teens. I ended up getting pulled into the occult, started drinking and doing drugs. Then I just stopped believing in God, because my life was such a mess.
I tried on my own to clean up my life, even went back to University and got straight A's. But something was still missing, and I was still drinking.
Meanwhile, there was a revival going on in the area where I lived. People were witnessing to me all the time. But there were all kinds of cults and ashrams, and I just couldn't believe the "simplistic" explanations that Jesus was the answer (and Saviour and Lord). So I went from atheism to agnosticism, because there had to be some kind of first cause, or being.
Well, that didn't work either. Then my future husband took me aside and told me about the need to repent, citing all the different people in the Bible that God forgave of their sins.
Jesus just reached down, and reminded me of John 3:16. I realized Jesus was my Saviour, and that Jesus was the Saviour of the world. I have been serving him for over 35 years, and I can only praise him that he chose me and loves me and will keep me till the end. Oh yes, and he delivered me from alcohol, too. Never had another drink, nor wanted one.