I'm going to as completely objective and open hearted as I can here. I was raised Christian. I was born into a chaotic mix of a mother raised by a Jewish step-father (from age 6 mo...and he flew bombers over germany for the Royal Canadian Airfoce before he rejoined the US Army Air Corps after we finally joined the fight against Hitler) anyway, I do tend to digress alot, I apologize. So many memories, ya know (that whole 'old thing' urgh). I was born very mixed. Jewish true HERO grandfather on my mothers side, and a true blue american farmer from Montana that joined the navy in '36 til '42 on my dad's side. Dad and Mum were very open minded religiously, for understandable reasons. They took us to church, but they didnt' force it later in life. They wanted us to choose our own path, having had so many options laid before us. They trusted us. The greatest gift an adult can give, is trust in a child's judgement. It's a testiment to their hard work and commitment to your up-bringing, after all.
It's a sign of utter respect from your elders. Something we parents can only pray for in return, from our children.
So where do we come in?
Sometimes I honestly feel that 'God' is the culmination of my anscestory looking down on me and judging me by my actions and how I do by their good name before me.
Of course, we'll get our detractors. Dad was a sick SOB and doesn't deserve my respect.
But then, I challange anyone here.
I can give you 10 good stories of mankind for everyone one terror you supply.
Peace be with us all,
Lord knows we need it.