Cobblers, I go for the "jesus died for his own sins not mine" school of thinking. I had religion drilled into me by nuns and priests as a kid and still think they are the lowest form of life.
Religion says "be good, don't rock the boat in this life and you'll be rewarded in the next" I have absolutely no gratitude towards christianity at all and furthermore don't feel a bit guilty about it.
Obviously Phil you have had your own nasty experience in life over religion, but don't tar every religious person the same. Having run away from a violent, alcoholic father and who went on to murder a baby from a second marriage, my two aunties as well as two grandparents took six of us in for over 13 years. Both aunties were religious but had hearts of gold towards everyone. I would go as far to say that my auntie Ivy was one in a million, never ever complaining while giving her all to family, friends and Girl Guides. Even a car accident that crushed both legs didn't stop her helping others, even to hobbling 400 yards to the local shops to shop for her elderly neighbours. An angel in every sense and never ever dictated to us about her religious beliefs. A truly amazing generous person and loved by all. Today, I still tend to their graves in sincere gratitude. What might have been otherwise as our family could have been split up?
Edited by Saint Billinge, 03 January 2014 - 09:44 PM.