What, When, Where, Why, How

When I was 5 or 6 years old, I was in a tambourine class at the Bible College my dad was attending. I vaguely remember sitting on one of the steps of the room (because it was built for lectures, not for little people) next to my friend and messing with my tambourine. Then, at some point, the teacher presented the gospel and I went forward to pray and be saved. What day was it? I have no idea. I don't even know exactly how old I was.

My mom told me recently that every Sunday school teacher I had would come tell her that I accepted Christ into my heart that day. She would say "Thanks! That makes number 5." 

Growing up I was so concerned because I didn't have that one day, time, and hour that I was saved. When people asked me, I would either avoid the question or make up an answer. Every day the question plagued me: how could I be saved if I didn't remember actually praying the prayer?

Eventually God showed me the answer as I learned who I am: am I defined by my one experience 18 or 19 years ago or by my daily commitment? What does it matter if I made a commitment when I was little if I don't continue to walk it out every day? My identity in Christ is found in every day commitment, choosing day by day to dedicate my life to Him. 

What does your daily walk with Christ look like?