O.K., I had the trauma, twice (saw my favorite aunt beat and kicked by an uncle, then was at the hospital two years later [my 6th birthday] when she was given the Last Rites.
My lack of belief, I don't believe, is hinged on those incidents and comfort or lack thereof. My lack of belief comes from spending 5 years studying the Bible (won a week at a Billy Graham thing in SF) and finding it full of more holes than Swiss cheese. Plus, finding that most people who proported to be Christians were not living in a "Christ like" manner.
I've known a few who were *real* Christians but they are so rare, so far and few between, that it made it all the more unrealistic to me.
but then again, I am a puzzle person and pick things apart and look for the logic. Mr. Spook is my hero <g> I don't find that in religion.
Lynda
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