I do not want to start this whole thing off again but thought you might like to hear how I became so angry and involved in theology.

I became an Atheists at a very early age. My first run in with religion was when I was six years old. It was Easter and our schoolteacher was telling us about Jesus dying on the cross. I had already been told about the miracles and other good deeds he had performed and that God who was all powerful was his father. I could not understand why anyone would want to kill such a great man. I asked the question which I still to this day have not received an answer for. WHY. Of course there was no answer given except that he died to save me. FROM WHAT. Still no answer.
I then asked what was to be the $64000 question. Why did God not save him or why did he not save himself as they both could do magic? My teacher gave a little embarassed laugh and then just sort of forgot about my question. I asked her again and this time she said that God had decided that it was to happen. "Well my dad would not be that cruel and stupid." Of course I was then told that God is not stupid. "Oh yes he is. If he could see everything and he is so all powerful how come he let a few soldiers kill his son." We then moved quickly on to counting beads and threading them on a rope.

That episode had such a profound effect on me that I decided to learn about God and Jesus. I of course have now learned about a whole host of other religions and beliefs. So far none of them have appealed to me in any way and my enquiring logical mind usually finds grave concerns about the validity not to mention the appalling cruelty and hypocracy of most. If there is a God then man has not done him any favours by worshipping him. He himself has not done himself any favours by hiding in the closet for billions of years from man. Although it is an interesting subject.