Who Is Teaching Whom About Religion?

Too funny. Earlier this year, my older daughter had to do big research project on the spread of Christianity during the middle ages. No, I do not send my kids to private school. This was history, they said, not teaching religion. Whatever. My daughter's essay was on the fall of Jerusalem. She learned a lot and got an A.

Now, you've probable figured out that I'm not a very religious person. I didn't attend church growing up, except for a few years when my older sister thought we should. That didn't last. Neither do we attend church now. I was turned off from formal religion as a kid, and early on recognized the hypocrisy in it. I don't feel that I need it in my life in order to be a good person.

My religious education, really, came from sleepovers. If I spent Saturday night with a friend whose family attended church, I generally went with them on Sunday. I pretty much thought church was boring. But, that was my religious teaching, that and Moses parting the Red Sea on TV.

Last night, Emily spent the night with a friend, and her family went to church today, so Emily went along. Luckily, it was the local Presbyterian Church, not some small fanatical one. Anyway, she went with the friend to the Youth Group. The Leader apparently asked her, after finding out she didn't attend church, what she knew about religion and the Bible.

So, she told him. She told him everything she learned from doing her research project on the Fall of Jerusalem. She told him things he didn't know. I think she enlightened him. My job here is done.