i was on the fence about the whole god/ jesus thing before my son died realising that there are way too many discrepancies in what we are taught to believe.
However since my son died i lost all lil faith i had, i guess you could say looking for someone to blame.
The thing i dislike about religion is the amount of fear it instils in people, i find myself worrying for not believing and i will still ask for help for friends at a push, the only thing that makes me wonder about everything is how we have managed to survive this hectic and hard time.
For now LOVE is my answer to that but i do wonder x