Once I was a good little Christian
I grew up reading books with Christian themes.
I've always thought we did a terrible job of running the place.
So therefore there is (or was) a God, but now He's either ignoring me, dead, or just went on a vacation or something, as evidenced in His lack of appearance in my life...
However, Christianity was spoon-fed to me ever since I was a little tyke. Questions? Ok. How can you read the Bible? It bores me to death, and had bored me to death ever since I told to have a quiet time.