It's been kind of alluded to but I've never flat come out and said here that I don't believe in God. The truth of the matter is that I don't.
I spent a big portion of my life when I was a child worrying about religion and dying and going to hell.
There's nothing quite like being molested as a kid and hearing in church that saying "god damn" is a blasphemy and is the one thing that God won't forgive you for to make you wonder about it all when you "grow up". I mean, how screwed up is it that when I was a kid that I told myself that all of the hymns referring to "trust in Him" were talking about the kid that did nasty things to me so I wouldn't feel like I was going to hell? If you go through the archives here, you won't find many references using the "g-d" curse (but maybe you'll find it a time or two because I use it when I'm super annoyed) because I feel like I can cuss without using a word or phrase that someone else thinks is really bad. But if you use that phrase, I'm not gonna bitch about it.
I have gotten permission from Sweety to discuss my lack of religion with the boys.
I have been here (in the boys' lives) 6 years and have never discussed my beliefs (or lack thereof) with them because I feel like it's something that you should find for yourself but since their mother is making them go to Sunday School since her husband-to-be thinks it's the right thing to do - I asked Sweety if it was okay for me to mention to them that it's okay for you to not believe in God. Perhaps it is okay to feel like that you should be a good human being just because that's the right thing to do in your own mind and not because some invisible man says it's the right thing to do.
He asked me how I'd bring it up. My reasoning is that you believe in the Easter Bunny, Tooth Fairy, and Santa Claus when you are little. And that maybe God is a grown-up's Santa Claus but if you are feeling GOOD with the religion that you are being introduced to then that is fine and dandy. I just don't want them to lay awake at night and worry that they are going to hell over something small (such as biting their fingernails or feeling like they despise someone for a moment).
Let's just be kind for kind's sake, okay?