I was lost, God saved me, and Now I still fall, but I focus on the lord and his grace covers me
But the longer version goes like this
I was raised in a christian home, and I have been going to the same church since my first week of life pretty much. I was saved at the age of 7, I remember riding in the truck with my dad, and crying alot because I let down God, so he pulled over and talked me through what it meant to be saved, and I was saved on the side of the road.
In my early stages of my walk, I was like most young kids were, and wanted to share what had happened with all my friends, and I did. Going through elementary and starting middle school, i was known as the church kid, and I was fine with that, because in my mind, all my friends knew God.
In 8th grade, as I became more exposed to the world, and the realities that my friends were not saved sunk in, i started to backslide. My friends weren't by any means the "bad" kids, they did what most kids do, some started smoking pot, some partied on occasion, and I'd end up going with them. I took one hit off a bong, and drank one beer, and I remember the sermon that sunday was on how christians are to stand out in the world, and I felt burdened with the fact that I was fitting in with the crowds I went to. After that, I still went to get togethers with these guys, but I became either the designated driver, the "keymaster" or the sober buddy when there was another person who wouldn't drink. However, I still wouldn't say I was on fire for the lord, I was still small in my walk, and stumbled alot. I still wanted to fit in with the crowd at school, and I didn't include God in everything I did
My Junior year of highschool, we went to a village for a missions trip, one that I had been on every year since 7th grade. But this time it hit me that the Lord was the Lord of my life, and everything is for his glory. It hit me like a sack of bricks, and it also made me realize how much power the Lord has over everything. After that trip, I had this immense joy, and I still have it, and since then, I have been really pursuing God. I still mess up, and I will always be growing in the faith. Some days really just suck, and I have to push myself to pursue God, and find the good. However, God always pulls me up when I call for it, and he provides me with so much more good than any trials can compare to.