I chose options 4 and 8. To spare myself excess typing, I’ll merely repost the explanation from this thread.
I was raised in an atheist household. My father was a militant non-believer, my mother less so and she later converted to Christianity when I was about fifteen. I grew up without any religion and in my preteen years I easily picked up all my father’s viewpoints. (We also subscribed to The Nation, and reading it was doubtlessly formative for me.) By the time I started college I was firmly established in the idea that I belonged to a small elite that was better than everyone else on account of being more rational, more intelligent, more intellectual, more open-minded, and so forth.
I spent four years at college and in the time all my professors came from that same eilte that I considered myself to be in, as did the administrators and the leaders of various student activist groups. After four years of watching and listening to these people, I was forced to the conclusion that these people were not quite as intellectually and morally superior as I had initally thought. The famous hate-crime hoax by professor Kerri Dunn is just one of many examples of bad behavior I witnessed. Yet despite rejecting some parts of the philosophy I was brought up with, I was still quite sure in my atheism. During my summers I often traveled to rural Wyoming, where I met some people from ‘the other side’: Christian, very conservative, poor, and generally everything I’d been raised to hate. I was forced to acknowledge that they were not bad people and indeed were extremely generous and kind-hearted.
Fast forward to graduate school. I started noticing more and more flaws in the worldview that I was brought up with. At the same time, at first via the internet, I came in touch with some Christian communities and began to read books and magazines from a perspective different from my own for the first time. The more I heard and read, the more I was forced to realize that I agreed with a great deal of it. To give one example, a big issue while I was growing up was sex and violence in the media and kids being overexposed to it. I was brought up to assume that there couldn’t really be anything harmful from watching TV or movies or listening to music. However, upon considering the issue it seemed almost impossible to not conclude that many TV shows, movies, and music acts were actually morally degenerate, vulgar, and flatly stupid. So by this time I was agreeing with the Christian perspective on more and more issues, but I was, of course, still too rational and intellectual to believe in god or anything else that was simply known to be non-existent.
Then, in my third year of grad school I began to read Christian apologetics and other serious works. It didn’t take long for them to turn all my intellectual certainties around, and when I looked back on all the reasons I supposedly had for rejecting Christianity they seemed entirely unconvincing. Then I began to pray and God answered my prayers, and I joined a church and met a minister who could answer the ‘big questions’ that I had better than anyone else I’d ever met, and the Holy Spirit began to speak to me once I was willing to listen. And, well, if I were to list everything that God has done in my life I’d never get around to finishing this post and actually posting it.