When I was 5 or 6 I got kicked out of Sunday school. Now, I know how bad that sounds� and I suppose I didn�t behave very well, but I was only expressing a heartfelt opinion and they were stifling me. It went this way�

They were making us watch that Davey and Goliath cartoon� you know, the one with the talking dog and the wooden puppets. �God wouldn�t like that, Daaaaaaaaveyyyyy� Anyway, I looked the teacher in the eye and said �I know what you�re doing, you�re trying to make us think church is cool because you�re letting us watch TV. I�m not falling for this propaganda.� Then she dragged me out into the hallway outside the class by my arm and made me stay there until after church was over. I think she was impressed that such a little girl knew the word �propaganda� and used it in context� but she certainly wasn�t too impressed with ME at the time.

Really, her solution was kind of counter-productive. All she really did was convince me that I was right about the propaganda thing and didn�t want the other kids to figure it out, and she helped to plant the seed of resentment towards God in my childish little heart. I�ve gotten over it now� God and I are at least on speaking terms now� but if every time I questioned them or their ideas I hadn�t been immediately quashed I might not have become as bitter as I did for the longest time. Some people never get over it.