I'm completely comfortable acknowledging the fact that I (nor human beings in general) don't know everything. I don't need to believe in some book to add structure to my life, or to feel whole. A large portion of my family is Southern Baptist, but I was raised by my parents going to a Methodist church every week. I went to the church camps, and vacation bible school, etc etc. As a kid, I believed what I was being told because the adults were telling it to me. At that time, to not believe would be like calling them all liars. As I grew older and wiser, I realized that they weren't really lying. They were just telling me what they believed was true. I think there's a real good chance that they're wrong, but I don't blame them for believing in the Bible and wanting me to believe as well. I do, however, think that hard-core believers of any religion are a little foolish and naive for assuming that they really have the answers, and that in a world of so many different beliefs, their beliefs must be right and the beliefs of others must be wrong. No matter what you say, the FACT is that nobody really knows exactly where we came from, or exactly what happens when we die. If believing in something makes your life better in some way, then more power to you.
When I really think about, I like to think that their is probably a God of some type. But maybe the truth behind him and his story is nothing like what any of the religions say. Or maybe he's a mix of all of them, somehow. Or, maybe the Christians are spot on. Maybe the Muslims are right. Maybe the Bhuddists have it all figured out. Or heck, maybe it can all be explained with science. Really, who fucking knows? That's my stance. Who knows? I don't, and I can admit it. And I like to believe that if there is a God, that he's a pretty cool dude. The God I like to believe exists would respect the fact that I wanted to hold off on choosing a religion or claiming that I have it figured out, and instead waited until I could high five him and chat it up face-to-face. At the very least, I think he'd be cool enough to tell me or show me the truth after I die, or whenever he comes back, or whatever, and then let me absorb it and become a believer at that time. And if he isn't at least that cool, then why would I want to worship him anyway? So in a way, I'm gambling less than the hard-core religious peeps. With all of the choices, you picked one religion and latched on. A lot of people have to be wrong for you to be right. Instead, I'm leaving my options open. I'm gonna stay undecided for now, and just wait and see who's right, or if anyone is even right. I have absolutely no motivation to pick one and roll with it. Maybe God will be cool with that. Maybe he won't. Maybe there is no such thing. It's whatever.