I love those descriptions broomstick and niminy. For me there was a bit of a road to Damascus moment, but only once I'd started taking steps in that direction. As some of you will remember, it started in my church-next-door-to-work, where I ended up one day, and then increasingly frequently, just sitting for a few minutes peace at lunchtime. I had no idea why I suddenly thought that was a good idea, having given up my faith 27 years earlier. But something or someone pulled me in, and kept me coming back. And then I realised that I was no longer comfortable with my atheism, that I wanted there to be something more.
But intellectually I couldn't do it, it still made no sense to me at all that there could be a God, let alone a Christian one. And then I started posting here on MN - starting threads about God, and religion and belief, which all turned into bunfights in the end. But lots of posters (including niminy, mhd and many many others) gave me things to think about, and slowly I realised that it was the hard line atheist voices that were starting to sound unreasonable, and the religious types who were making sense.
And then I went to church one Sunday - which is another long story - and it happened to be Pentecost, and I was completely sucker-punched by the Holy Spirit. I was so sure in that moment that God had been calling me and that she had chosen this moment to reveal herself to me. There was anointing with oil, and it felt absolutely like coming home, except to something completely new, quite unlike the faith of my childhood which had been routine and unquestioning and never heartfelt.
And since then I have had no end of times when like niminy I'd find myself thinking 'am I mad? how can I really believe all this?' But each time something brings me back, and I believe that that is God. And each time I turn back to face Him I get a tiny bit of that same certainty that I had in church on the Pentecost day. And like broomstick it doesn't bother me at all that I have doubt - in fact without doubt I'm not sure there'd be any need for faith, and that would make the whole thing a bit pointless in a way.
So now, I'm as certain as I ever will be, even in my doubt, and it has changed my life immeasurably - for good and ill - and I don't regret a minute of it.