My Dads Great Plan
My Dad always brought me up to know good and evil, right from wrong, the two sides of the story. He always said, there are two sides to any story. We grew up going to church, but never really committed to anything fully. He made it his duty to familiarise me on every religion of the world, so I had something to choose from. He never wanted to force a belief down my throat, so he gave me a background to mormon doctrine, buddhism, Christianity, you name it, in order to make my own choice about what I believe. See the problem now is, there is too much to choose from, and nothing has chosen me.