The more I study religion the more I see they are all the same. Sure there are tiny doctrinal differences that shouldn't matter, but which of course are the "glaring" differences that peopel dwell on. Which is what I find frustrating.
Those that claim superiority or "truth" or having "the right and only way" to God, piss me off, and let's face it, they ALL teach that at some level. Some are more exclusive than others, but there will always be that human tendency to say "you idiot, that's not how you worship God~THIS IS!"
They probably all started out with good intentions, but so what. I have good intentions when I grill a steak, doesn't mean the cow will ever agree with me.
I used to get really worked up over religion, and tried to puzzle out which one was best. I quickly reliazed that was a waste of time, so I tried to find one that would "work" for me, again another waste of time. The more preachers, priests, and holy men I talked to the more I felt like I was dealing with used car salesmen. My soul was up for grabs and they were all bidding for it.
Since then I have began to wonder if there even is worth to the Bible. Is it Inspired? Probably about as much as RollingStone is. Which then of course leads to, is there even a God? I have always had agnostic moments in my life. The more I study, and the more research I do, the dimmer my picture of God becomes.
And while agnostic thinking used to frighten me because "oh my god, if I die, and I am dead that means this is it...this can't be it!" And then I started to think that's how this whole religion thing started. Humans are so pompus and so arrogant to believe that this CAN'T be it! Yet Dogs, cats, and even mr moo cow, all seem to be able to deal with the fact that this is it. HIgher life forms indeed!
I guess I have come to a place in my life where I have made it ok to not believe in God. I don't mind that this is it. It's been one hell of a ride so far. Why should I be so greedy to expect more? And if there is more, woo hoo for me! If not, well you can figure the rest out.
Who knows maybe someday it will all make sense to me again. God will become real, I will find a higher spiritual plan and wish to devote my life to it. Until then I am enjoying what I have.