Okay here goes. I accepted god into my life a very long time ago. It was when i was 7. I remember it very well. There were missionaries at the church and they told us to bow our heads and we were going to pray. So we all did. And then they asked if there were any of us there that wanted to accept Jesus into our hearts and know him for the rest of our lives. So i raised my hand and they brought all of us over to this table. And that is when i accepted him into my life. But sometimes i truly don't think he is there. I mean i know i love him and he is with me. But some of the things i do are just to me unacceptable. I know all of us have felt that. And probably always will. But i try and try to get closer to him. And sometimes for me it is very difficult. But as time goes on i feel i am getting closer.