Believe it or not, I grew up going to church and Sunday School.
I was even baptized.
I went to a Methodist church.
I went with my mother and two sisters.
Dad always stayed home.
I am not religious anymore.
That doesn't make me any less of a person.
I just question so much of everything.
So, much just doesn't make sense to me.
I have seen the bad parts of religion.
There is good too.
I know that.
My oldest sister is a wiccan now.
She believes in the Sun God and worshiping the earth.
My other sister is a cult member now.
She wouldn't call it a cult, but it is what it is.