My father’s family is very Catholic, and he always had to go to church every week growing up but wasn’t really religious. My mom, well I don’t know what she believes in, but when I was little she wanted me to at least be exposed to religion so she would take me to a Presbyterian church by our house of holidays. I wasn’t baptized until I was 6 years old. Talk about awkward feeling, standing in front of all those people and some of my family waiting with a few babies to have water but on my head. Religion has just never really made sense to me.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
Religion for me growing up
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