I was a Christian. I had met God in college in a special way. I even heard his audible voice. Not that it is so special- of course, others have had even greater experiences. But I had personally met God.

But through series of events, I fell away from God. I fell into some minor sins... but through condemnation, I left church because I felt unworthy. Through what I felt was betrayal in a close friendship, I developed bitterness. 

Slowly, slowly I fell into more sins (and with bitterness, it was easier even to justify them, I think...); relationships with girlfriends even though I wasn't married... watching things I shouldn't have... sins of the body, eyes, hands... and the heart. Most of all, I felt I wasted my time away from God and not fulfilling my destiny in Christ...

I always thought I was a Christian through it all... and kept repenting... but I was far away from Him. But it was because some medical problems came (the day after I had sinned) to my family members that I realized my sins might have consequences... I stopped cold turkey. And rededicated my life to Christ. I want to serve God if there is time... I think of the parable where God went out and hired servants at the start, 3rd, 6th, and 9th hour of the day. I want to do God's will, even if it's the last hour...