What led you to God?

CoonDawgs version of Prophex O.P. writes:Today I was sitting in my French class staring out the window, lost in thought . I thought about what we were learning and of how the anti-religious views of the middle-aged hypocrites affected me.I thought about the kid in front of me and how he likes to blame religion for all of the atrocities in History that could be linked to religious minds gone astray.He's a good friend and he's really smart. I took it all in! The setting was perfect for me to find a reason to love the God that I see. I thought about tribal lands, and times when life was a little simpler. There were no computers or DVD's! Entertainment was all about reading books--and it was a time when people were close to the land! When they had time to think, and everyone lived and worked to grow food and families and not for an industrial world of endless business and communication!I thought that if I was put on the earth and never learned to love God, and never understood the Lord through my experiences at camp(which gave me a questioning spirit and put my head on straight) what would my life be like? What if I had grown up in another culture?Would I enjoy my life more? Would I have more friends in High school? Would I have the things that I want so badly at times?What if I grew up in a tribe in Africa, or a desolate region, and I looked at what was around me-- would I believe in God then? Would I find Him in the midst of a foreign culture? Would I find a purpose or a path?
To find God, I could not rely on the wisdom of the biblical authors whom I have embraced as truth and godliness. Instead, I would rely on myself, on transcendence, and through the earth, I would come to a conclusion someday, maybe quickly, or slowly, that God exists, and I have to have some sort of reason to live. My beliefs came to me easily--they were practically handed to me, but the moreI thought about it I realized that I would believe in Christ-- however more indirectly-- no matter what! This life would never deal me a hand that I could not somehow influence and start on a passage to truth.My question to the forum at large is this:
How did you find God? Is there beauty in the experience itself?