These days
I don't believe in God, but then I don't disbelieve in her either. If someone can demonstrate 100% one way or the other then I will be happy to accept these, but the Bible is not acceptable proof.

During my later childhood, and early teens I went to Church on Sundays with my parents, however it was a fun church, with electric guitars and drums in the band and a snooker table we would play during Sunday school. I can't say I ever fully believed then, but I didn't know better ya know?

However, along comes 14 and I decide that it's much better to have a lie-in on Sundays rather than go to Church. Anyway I digress.

About 7 years ago, the Church Minister retired, and a new one was appointed, seemed a nice enough chap from the times I met him. But then, 5 years ago, round Easter, he showed a very graphic film about the crucifiction and so forth, and ended it by telling all the children in the audience, of which there were a fair number (and my little sister was one of them), that if they didn't behave then that would happen to them. Needless to say my Dad hasn't been back since.
( mister.f is now married, Mon 23 Mar 2009, 16:21, Reply)