As I scanned the vast intarwebs, I went to wikipedia because it is such a wonderful source for information, regardless of factual reality. Like the great philosopher that I am, I went to the Existentialism page and read everything it had to offer. Being a professed existentialist, nothing came as a big surprise. However, it did get me thinking about world religions in general. Then I went to sleep and promptly forgot everything I thought about in the emptying of the recycle bin in my mind. Pity, though, I had some good thoughts going.
I was born and raised a Lutheran (a Protestant, if you don't know), I woke up at 5 am (exaggeration) every Sunday and went to church, listened to the same old man drone on about how God loves each and every one of us, yadda yadda yadda. Even as a youngster, I needed my sleep. I did not want to get up in the morning, dress in formal clothing and sit still for an hour while some old guy talked and talked and talked about who knows what. I have to say that this is probably what originally shunned me away from Christianity. Granted, I was around 5 at the time.
Now, even at such a young age, being a Lutheran never meant anything to me. It was just some place I would go to on Sunday mornings and talk about some guy who apparently died for our sins. I recognized that the people around me all felt very strongly about their beliefs, but I, a young 5-year-old halfbreed couldn't feel anything about it. I was too young to have those kinds of feelings.
I wonder at what age children fully begin to believe in a higher power as accepted fact and not as just some fanciful fairy tale told to make us feel better. That's the way I felt about it anyhow. I believed in Jesus Christ being the Son of God as much as I believed in Hansel and Gretel.
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