Your path is yours. I wish you joy on it. If you find yourself threatened by what I've written here, you need to look inside yourself to find out why, rather than railing about me or anybody else. My parents are deep-water Southern Baptists. Daddy is a deacon.
Mom sings in the choir.
They raised me and my siblings with absolutely no option of choosing a religion - we were Christians, by God, and we would stay Christians. I was baptized when I was seven and sent to absolutely every church-related group, class, Bible school and trip that came along. My parents did everything that Christian leaders recommend to raise their children to be devout Christians. Unfortunately, Christianity just never worked for me. By age nine I was talking to our preacher about problems with contradictions and inconsistencies in the Bible.