I grew up at church, and I had always known who God was, but it was in 9th grade at an Fellowship of Christian Athletes meeting that I first officially made a decision to follow Christ.
It was always hard for me to know "when" I came to know Him and it was something I secretly struggled with, like I needed an exact date to that. I didn't have a day where all of a sudden I did a 180 or was a different person. You know, how you hear someone was bad then was a new person after accepting Jesus. I didn't have an "ahh-haa" moment. I think I thought I needed to have that, so I probably prayed that prayer in FCA meetings 100 times, not kidding.
Later, I realized, that although my story was maybe "boring" to tell, the Lord had totally protected me from a lot of that stuff. I just naturally went from learning to accepting.
There came a time early in college when I felt led to get baptised. It was a freeing step for me because I was publicly confirming that Jesus was my Savior.
Of course, it's always a learning curve. I am still getting to know what it's like to know Him.
What's your story?