Kids and church

This weekend I was watching TV, and a Harold Ford Jr. campaign commercial came on. He said something that annoyed me a bit, but probably endeared him to quite a few Tennessee voters. He said something like, “My parents brought me up right… they forced me to go to church.”

Ya know… I’m probably in the minority of Southerners on this… but I am determined that if I ever have kids, I will not take them to church, at least until they reach an age when they are old enough to decide for themselves that they want to go, and ask me to take them. Then, I’ll be happy to, and I’ll be happy to answer any questions I have as objectively as I can, and if I don’t know the answers I’ll try to find someone who does.

I just have a serious problem expecting my kids to grow up believing exactly what I believe. Each person has a different path to God. All of them are correct. There are no wrong answers.

I want my kids to find their own path, and I’ll be there to offer support and help them get the resources they need to explore their beliefs.

In Memphis it’s going to be quite a challenge to find a woman who backs me up on this.

Heck, I probably won’t have kids anyway, so it doesn’t matter.

I’ve probably run off even more of my already-declining readership with this post.