I honestly can't remember when I first accepted Jesus as my Saviour officially, I want to say it was as long as I can remember mom, dad took me to church, which would be since I was born. But never did they say anything commitally to me about what I should do. Baptism, accepting Jesus. Nope and Nope. , I wish they had, but , who knows, the Lord leads, and, I think, looking back I would have been even more confused had I accepted Jesus , or not, hmm, yeah, idk I just know at 10 vhs movie machine fans into our house and it was not a good thing as we pretty much began watching all kinds of movies, was fun but...chinked my relationship with God although at 14, walking away from a soccer game I do remember telling God I wouid ALWAYS serve Him in my life no matter what happened.
Well, 'what,' happened like parents divorce at 17 and their ugly 3 years before that not talking to each other much. And college and after college, all things that entrailed my life high school, middle school.
But then at age 26 May 27th 1996 God got whole of me thru a play i was a demon in and that CHANGED me, rededicating my life to Him, must have wen to the altar at my church a half dozen times that would then lead up to my baptism in 2000.
Pi guess that's a lot of stuff leading to my moment, but that's what it was, it is what it is .
God has our stories all for a reason, too, don't ever forget, whatever your story for coming to Christ, however mundane you may think it be it is not
On their deathbed, many I am sure have accepted Christ.
Good questions and thread, rather, threads you've done of late , lizzietheone.