29 May '08 07:57>
I was brought up in a weakly religious home in Scotland. My mother believes in God, and I'm not sure of the religious convictions of my father. He, on one occassion, remarked that the Lord was his shepard (my father is a sheep farmer), to a friend at lambing time (when baby lambs are being born). That said, he does have a weakness for quips, and may have just been being kitsch.
We were taken to church on Christian celebrations as a matter of course by our school (we do have a state religion in the UK), and my grandmother took me to Sunday School as a child. I remember being in Sunday School and just not really getting the point of it all - it all seemed overly elaborate, like an old boys' club (not that I put it to myself in those terms at the time) that I didn't really know the rules to. Needless to say, I wasn't really too impressed by it all. In later times, of course, I had questions about the universe, and have been doing the best way I ever found of finding answers - science - ever since.
If there is a God, and he wants to get to know me, it really must be much simpler than all that praying and stuff.
We were taken to church on Christian celebrations as a matter of course by our school (we do have a state religion in the UK), and my grandmother took me to Sunday School as a child. I remember being in Sunday School and just not really getting the point of it all - it all seemed overly elaborate, like an old boys' club (not that I put it to myself in those terms at the time) that I didn't really know the rules to. Needless to say, I wasn't really too impressed by it all. In later times, of course, I had questions about the universe, and have been doing the best way I ever found of finding answers - science - ever since.
If there is a God, and he wants to get to know me, it really must be much simpler than all that praying and stuff.