I've spent much of my life in the Baptist church. First, a small rural one and now one that is one building and a few more rich members away from being a mega church. I complain, often, about the attacks on "non-submissive" women, the rampant homophobia, and my distrust of some oily pastors. But, thanks to the guilt a lifetime of Sunday School instilled in me and, to be fair, because I am thoroughly invested in call-and-response, gospel, and vibrant services, I still meekly attend. And, when it comes right down to it, I have an unshakeable faith in Christ and the tenets of Christianity.
But more and more, I'm believing religion--in our time--is often little more than a sanctified veil for bigotry. It makes people feel good to be able to rationalize and act on their hatred for others with the "word of God." The last sermon I heard seemed little more than degradation, prejudice, and judgment of eternal damnation sprinkled liberally with Bible verses.
That's been bothering me for a while now and Sunday just amplified it. No bright conclusion here--I have yet to figure it all out.