When I read the headline "Fastest Growing Religion is 'None' " (Nov. 11), I worked hard not to grimace and think, "Here we go again."
Bless me, father, for I have sinned. In fact, I did grimace and think that.
Sorry. I can't help myself. I come from a large Catholic family, where mass on Sunday was a given. There was no debate. No negotiation.
That is not to say we were angels. I remember my older sister dropping me off at mass while she headed to the local diner for a bagel and a smoke.
There also would be the occasional debates about the need to go to church every Sunday. The typical I-don't-get-anything-out-of-it argument was our go-to defense. My father would fume and my mother would give us her skeptical look and pat reply:
"Baloney. You are no-good, lazy bums."
Before you judge my mother too harshly, let me come to her defense with some observations related to the First Commandment: I am the Lord your God. You shall not have false Gods before me.
Where are today's gods? Clearly, from the article, not in church. Some say our gods are found where we spend our time — and this is where the news gets depressing.