The problem with religion

My story from the wild and dangerous world of a southern baptist youth group, in New Zealand

I was brought up Christian

Even though my dad was an atheist, my mother was a stubborn, determined and faithful believer.

I am a lot like my mother and a little like my father.

At school, I was one of those annoying Christians who told other kids that drinking was bad, cursing was evil, and dancing was from the devil.

I guess you could say that I was a you…