I think my becoming a christian has been a sort of long process.My mom has told me that when I was little, around the age of four, I asked my mom how to become a christian. She said she told me and I accepted him. After that troughout my life I belived I was a christian. I think I was mostly believing in Jesus Christ. I have struggled with doubt so when the opputunities come around to stand up or go to the isle I sometimes get antsy. So when I went to a camp when I was a 11 and the preacher I belive spoke about beliving in Christ. I stated to cry and ask a leader how you could really know you were a christian? After he explained I accepted Jesus as my savior. Life was going okay after that I think. We then moved to Hawaii. One night we went to a christmas play at a church and at the end their was an alter call. Even thuogh I had already accepted Jesus as my Lord and Savior I felt compled to go up. I accepted (or reaccepted) Jesus as my savior. Life is so great with Jesus. I think one of the best parts is worshiping Him in the form of Music.