It may be just apothrical (sic?) tale, but my mum swears she once told my brother he was too old to be playing with invisible friends and he replied "Does that include God?". That about sums up my feelings. My mother was religious, my father not, what I like is they decided to let my brother and I find our own path, now we both ended up atheist, by different means, but the same destination. What I think is brilliant of my brother is he is letting his children find their own paths as well, only applies to his eldest at present, but he has taken him to Sunday School at his son's request, it didn't take though, he asked to stop going after a few weeks.
My mother has lost her faith as well, kind of. She believes in something, she's just not sure what it is and she's certain organised religion has nothing to offer except a feeling of belonging. I like some people find comfort in that sense of belonging but I still find religion to be ridiculous and my deepest believe on the subject is death will make an atheist of us all.
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