This is a great thread and I have been reading it, but slow to offer any opinion for fear of causing harm. I'd like to share some opinions (I will claim them to be nothing more than that).
So the question is "What does it mean to give your life?" For me, the answer was that while I had absolutely no interest or thought about anything to do with God, having long ago embraced the logic of a quote from Bertrand Russel "The evidence of contemporary Christian life is such that God, if he ever existed, must surely be dead." My life had embraced nihilism, not as a philosophy, but as a life style. Life and death really didn't matter, because death was not the end of life, death was just the end of pain. As the time for my planned departure drew closer, I gave some thought to the problem known as Pascal's Wager (what if you are wrong in your belief about God?) I came to the conclusion that in the unlikely event that there really was a God, then I belonged in hell. Not because of my sins, but because I belonged with beings that hated the sadistic, indifferent creator of mankind and the earth as much as I did. If God existed, then he had a lot to answer for and was a monster unworthy of worship. Once upon a time, for real, I was involved in a world of crime and activities best not spoken of. I will say that I reached a point where it became clear that I would not die either an old man, or from natural causes. I know more people who are dead than alive and none of my companions from youth have died of natural causes. Death by overdose, murder, and suicide by cop were the three most common ways to die. I had come to accept the inevitable and chosen a still more violent exit strategy.
There is a popular saying in Pentecostal circles: "But God ..."
It is usually not followed by any further explanation, because to those who have been there, the meaning is obvious. But God did what God does!
That's what happened to me. But God ....
The details are personal and irrelevant to this discussion. What matters is that like Paul on the road to Damascus, I was forced into an encounter that instantly shattered my worldview. What I once believed was no longer an option. Jesus Christ made me an offer ... a sort of "gentleman's agreement" just between the two of us. An even swap. Everything that I had, for everything that He had. My death for His life. My darkness for his light. My despair for His hope. My purposelessness, for His purpose. ... and so on down the line it went: Past for future, hate for love, anger for peace, etc. ... It was a simple agreement at its core ... ALL for ALL ... Nothing would be held back or off the table.
So for 37 years now, an even swap of All for All, has been the working definition that I have used for what it means for me to give my life. I eventually found a Bible verse that explained it:
Exodus 21:5-6 “But if the servant declares, ‘I love my master and my wife and children and do not want to go free,’ then his master must take him before the judges. He shall take him to the door or the doorpost and pierce his ear with an awl. Then he will be his servant for life."
I love my Master and I choose to be His servant for life.
(Your mileage may vary)
I am happy you decided to join the discussion. And, thanks for your very candid testimony.
I heard someone say once that he was minding his own business on his way to Hell when God messed with him. LOL Those of us who have been on the skids recognize that it is not our goodness or works, It is only by His grace, and His mercy that we are not consumed. The Palmist writes.
Psalms 116 I love the Lord, because he hath heard my voice and my supplications.
2 Because he hath inclined his ear unto me, therefore will I call upon him as long as I live.
3 The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
4 Then called I upon the name of the Lord; O Lord, I beseech thee, deliver my soul.
5 Gracious is the Lord, and righteous; yea, our God is merciful.
6 The Lord preserveth the simple: I was brought low, and he helped me.
7 Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the Lord hath dealt bountifully with thee.
8 For thou hast delivered my soul from death, mine eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.
9 I will walk before the Lord in the land of the living.
10 I believed, therefore have I spoken: I was greatly afflicted:
11 I said in my haste, All men are liars.
12 What shall I render unto the Lord for all his benefits toward me?
13 I will take the cup of salvation, and call upon the name of the Lord.
14 I will pay my vows unto the Lord now in the presence of all his people.
15 Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints.
16 O Lord, truly I am thy servant; I am thy servant, and the son of thine handmaid: thou hast loosed my bonds.
17 I will offer to thee the sacrifice of thanksgiving, and will call upon the name of the Lord.
18 I will pay my vows unto the Lord now in the presence of all his people.
19 In the courts of the Lord's house, in the midst of thee, O Jerusalem. Praise ye the Lord.