At Sunday School a few days ago, we talked about other religions (for the record, I am a Protestant Christian), mostly Islam and how each religion was trying to convert outsiders into their own fold.
The bigger question that I find myself asking is "Why is one better (or more right) than the other?" I brought up the point that we mostly follow what we believed when we were children, meaning our parents beliefs were our beliefs and someone in class pointed out that it's our own experiences that lead us to our own faith and what we believe as well.
So now I look at my life and it's very easy to see how well that God has blessed me and while I haven't had a divine intervention, I do recall this memory that has stuck with me and further leads me to Believe:
I was pretty young
I wasn't hurt at all and my bike wasn't even hurt, either. I was really shaken by the experience and I remember all that I was thinking about at the time was 'Please don't let my Mom find out - she won't let me ride to my friend's house anymore and they will make fun of me'.
A slight change in some of those variables (speed and time, mostly) and I might not have survived or have been seriously maimed. I believe that God's hand stayed a more serious result and it's that experience that solidifies my beliefs in God, Jesus and all things Christian.