I have no children of my own, but my eldest nephew has unfortunately gotten caught in his grandmother's (who's an avid Protestant) web of religion and he's most definitely christian at the moment. I am not too concerned though, he's really bright and loves nature documentaries and he asks a lot of questions, so though the topic of religion itself has not been on his mind, I expect that in the near future we will talk about it. No matter what religion (or lack thereof) he chooses, he'll always be my wonderful mr. Red that I love and adore. And he could have worse role models than his granny, despite her silly superstitions, she's a really nice, generous and patient woman.
When I was young, there was a god with infinite power protecting me. Is there anyone else who felt that way? And was sure about it? but the first time I fell in love, I was thrown down - or maybe I broke free - and I bade farewell to God and became human. Now I don't have God's protection, and I walk on the ground without wings, but I don't regret this hardship. I want to live as a person. -Arina Tanemura
