my conversion is like much of my young life. looking for attention and using any means of getting it. to be honest i don't know how old i was when i decided to accept the INCREDIBLE gift of salvation, and follow Jesus my savior on an INCREDIBLE journey of getting to know my creator. i will tell you that the first time i told anyone (other than my parents) was at our church's music camp and production (our version on VBS). the previous year a girls had accepted Jesus and was introduced during the production. so i tried to pull the same stunt, but it didn't work out for me.
i think accepting Christ at such a young age is an interesting thing. at that age it is so legalistic in nature... if you sin you feel bad and ask for forgiveness... if your scared you pray and He comforts... if something awesome happens He rejoices with you. we trust that it is just like that, because that is what those around us are telling us. As young believer we have that child like faith that allows us to just... believe. trust that He is who He says He is.
i try to think back on when my relationship with God went from being what i did to a true relationship of running to Him. while i know it was and continually is a process, there is one event that has always stood out. i have a fear of fires, they scare the crap out of me. it started from reoccurring dreams that someone was going to set my house of fire. still to this day i can remember a few of the dreams. one night in 7th grade i had one of those dreams, this time someone set our porch on fire. in the dream there was a specific time, but i couldn't remember exactly when so i went down all night to check on it. but in-between checking i spent time all night in prayer and in the word. i opened my book to a random page and started reading... it was the story of shadrach, meshach, and abednego. funny thing is i just recently looked it up for the first since reading it in 7th grade and the book of daniel is all about interpreting dreams. that night i encountered God like i never had before and seldom have since. that night i realized that God is real and INCREDIBLE in my life. i still didn't have the personal relationship with Christ that i developed later in on. but i knew that God was with me, and he was an INCREDIBLE comforter and provider. i just didn't yet understand how i could have a personal relationship with someone i could never talk to, play with or have a sleepover with. that night has shaped my life. that night God gave me the calling for my life, although i fought it to the end, i pray daily that His will wins. because the only thing that is scarier than the calling he placed on my life is living outside of the His will and being unsatisfied and bored with where i am forever.
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