oh, I spent my last year at home tearin' up (as in 'reading voraciously and taking notes') the Aid book and the Concordance. then I went to the library and started reading all the books on religion. what I learned made me laugh out loud in the library! it's no more creator-ordained than my last journal entry! where's the dinosaurs? where's the Native Americans? about that time, I started inviting the Mormons in when they called, so I could practice debating. oh, my parents thought I was finding my zeal! um, yeah, but not for what you think!
I don't believe in the bible, and I'm okay with that. although my favorite scripture is still Jeremiah 25:27, for obvious reasons (hi, I'm five).