Yeah, I remember "preaching Jesus" to my young uncle when I was 5 and lecturing my mother that kids should not be lied to about SC ,easter bunny etc or they might not think Jesus real either when they find out. Cheeky little brat wasn't I? My mom and I still fight about this. She thinks I deprived my kids . The teachers weren't happy with me either.
I was 8 when I "got the call" Actually I was called 3 times. The first x I started down the halter (i saw this on edit but i had to leave it up for Becky lol) I got cold feet and sat by some other people. The second x the preacher got distracted and turned away and I went right out the side door. A deacon asked me after the services if I needed to talk with the preacher. I lied. I said no, I had to go to the bathroom. The third Sunday everyone sat by the edge so there was no room to stop and the preacher never took his eyes off me lol. Funny thing was that my grandmother was the one taking me to church. She never said anything to me. She just kept taking me back.
I have had people say to me that they had refused the gospel many times so that proves we have a free choice. Then I ask them if at the very minute they believed if they though "should I or shouldn't I ?"
Usually the answer is at that very minute they went , they knew they wanted to .
That is why I say it is Gods time. He sees that we are in the right place , at the right time .