Religion has made a prodigious impact in my childhood. The all powerful God and Jesus Christ governed the way I lived and viewed my life. I was brought with many rules and guidelines presented in the scripture. My vision was slightly tinted as I avoided taboos and aimed solely towards placating and pleasing the heavens above. When I was an infant, I was too inexperienced and inferior to understand the laws of physics or growth and development. Thus, I was brought up to believe that God held power over every rational force of nature, and I believed the world was considered capricious and erratic. When my first pet fish died, I did not understand death as I would have today. In my youth the elders told me God planned every fate that every living thing was going through. The mystery of death was not important to me at that time of youth as I was saved from the confounding confusion of the supernatural. I knew about the heavens, but I was raised to incorrectly believe that simply attending church service would successfully fulfill any requirements for a guaranteed landing to the Everlasting Kingdom. But now I understand that the acceptance to the land of Christ is given to solely those who live for the word of Christ. I did not have rituals or sacrifices like other religions. But I did have a "shaman" or an "incantation" of some sort--it would have been referred to as a priest of a prayer, respectively.
My attitude and perspective of life was primarily caused by the introduction of Christ in my early life. For this reason I sometimes believe the Christian liturgy has in some way, snared me. Whether this is a good advent, as my morals were encased in solid rock, or a malicious one, as I am not exactly "freed" to act as I wish, religion has nevertheless played a seminal role in the development and creation of my original, initial beliefs and outlook of life that still stands ground to this day.
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