Well.. Jesus introduced Himself to me. Though my birth certificate reads 1991, I think I was born in 2006, when I met Jesus – not in a church or through people, but alone in my bedroom with an open Bible and a tangible revelation that the Son of God was not only real, but alive and awesome and stronger than the chains that bound me.
I don’t consider that my life began until I met Christ. Since then, my life has moved. He is everything, He is the reason, my reason to live. I already answered this question, but it is always good to remember.