I often find myself perplexed when I hear a religious person speaking about paths laid out for them and of god being a “protector” who keeps them out of harms way. I find these sorts of statement akin to the behavior observed between parents and their children. Is this what it truly means to be religious; to be nothing more than a child stuck in an adult body with your metaphysical “daddy” keeping you safe as long as you play by his rules? Is “sinning” then akin to a rebellious teenager acting out as they try to find their own identity? Is this starting to seem like some sort of neuroses to be cured by psychology? I bet all the “pious” children of god would disagree, but then again how much stock should we actually take in the words of children?