Within the last year or so I've questioned my beliefs I organized religion a great deal. I was never really religious, only attending church on rare occasions such as funerals, weddings ad about every other year for Christmas mass. I was baptized Lutheran when I was about six months old and neither of my parents were very religious. To my best memory I can't remember even being inside of a church at all.
             When I was about seven years-old, my father joined St. Matthews Lutheran church I Walled Lake, where I attended Sunday mass one every other week. That only lasted about a year or so, and once again church just wasn't a part of my life. It wasn't until I was fifteen that I attended church under my own free will. The only reason I did go was because my friend asked me to go with him and his family and because there were a couple of good looking girls there. It was a Baptist church and my mom used to tell me to be careful because they would try and brainwash me like my uncle. I learned about Jesus and being saved, I was even pressured into being saved my self. It always seemed and though all of the sermons were directed toward my though. Like everything I did, the preacher knew I did it and wrote a whole sermon based on what it did. So when he asked everyone to bow their heads and raise your hand if you have not been saved, he kept asking until I raised my hand. It was then I decided to go threw with it to hopefully shut him up. It didn't work so I soon stopped going at all because I just wasn't comfortable. It was then that I really start questioning religion and having disbeliefs about the bible. It all just seemed really far fetched and unreal.
             It was shortly after the 9/11 attacks that I took and interest in the Islam religion. I had always thought that the Muslims were just those crazy Arabs that I saw on the news always burning American flags and always killing each other. It wasn&a...