My actual 'conversion' wasn't anything spectacular. My folks dragged me in and out of various churches when I was young, and I came forward at a Billy Graham event when I was 7. It's really been all the experience and learning since then that has cemented not a belief, but a knowledge of God.
Here's another one:
Some out of town friends and I were walking down the Venice boardwalk, a beach front tourist trap where the Hare Krishna’s like to hang out and recruit. So we come across a group of about 15 of them, with more arriving. They’re chanting and singing and beatin’ the tambourines and drums, and showing every sign of just getting started. They call out to passersby to join them, and my friends stop to watch for a moment.
My ‘spidey senses’ are in full alarm. I step back and quietly to myself I start speaking in the Spirit, to bind, silence, and disperse the demons and their humans. I ask angels be sent to occupy them and to push them away. I continue until my friends want to move on, and so we do. We walk another block and a half, decide that’s far enough, and turn around to start back.
When we come back to the place the Krishnas had been, there’s no sign of them. Except for 2 down by the water talking to themselves, they were gone with the wind. This was no more than five minutes later. And they'll usually hang for hours. Totally vanished. Michael and Lisa even commented on, what happened where were they?