I am not religious in the traditional sense and regard myself as more of a humanist who looks at religions and ponders how well the people who practice it thrive. I have always been a curious about various religions and have attended a lot of different services: Mormon, Catholic, Lutheran, Baptist, Methodist, Christian Scientist, Buddhist (several types), Hindu, Moslem, and several others.
I did enjoy one of the Buddhist services where all they did was sit around and chant together. It was mesmerizing, and every 10 or 15 minutes they would stop and just chat. Then they would start chanting again.
A portion of what builds our opinions about anything comes from individual mental snapshots we make on our own. This is one of mine that happened when I was ten years old. It took place in Central Texas at an open-air tabernacle in a fundamentalist church service. In the parking lot, I had spotted a "Horned Toad" which I stuffed into the front pocket of my jeans. That lizard was far more interesting to me than the "fire and brim stone" sermon I was being forced to listen to.
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That preacher had people coming up to the front of the congregation and confessing their sins.
It was not too long before he got around to me.
Now at the age of 10 I did not have any real sins, so the conversation went like this:
Son, I want you to confess your sins.
Me: I don’t think I have any.
Well: have you ever stolen anything?
Me: No
You mean that you have never stolen anything in your entire life.
Me: No, was I supposed to?
Well son, have you ever lusted after your neighbor's wife?
Me: What?
Him: You know, wanted to kiss her or something?
Me: No, have you ever seen her?
Him Well have you ever told a lie?
Me: No, not that I know of, but sometimes we see things a little different don’t you think.
I suppose that having a Horned Toad stuffed in the front pocket of my jeans might count as a sin, but I didn’t bring it up as I was sent back to my seat.
Even at ten, I recognized pure nonsense when I saw it.