Did you have religious instruction when you were growing up?
My parents did not have firm religious beliefs, allowing me and my siblings to decide if we wanted to follow (or to not follow) a religion. I went to religious services for a few years as a child.
What? No Hebrew classes and Sunday school classes? In our neighborhood that is the norm. Both of my girls went to those classes with their best friends and their best friends often went to church with us on Wednesday nights. They grew up visiting between the protestant churches, the catholic churches, and the Jewish Temple. The exposure was good for them. As far as I know they all embraced and still are active in the same faith as their own families. I mention this because some people (including my mother) thought it was 'dangerous' to let the kids have those experiences. Phooy!
I did actually take Hebrew classes, but only for a short time and only to get out of some school class. :) I probably spent more time in Church with my friends than I did in synagogue, much like your daughters. The neighborhood in which I grew up was comprised of many different nationalities and it was a wonderful place to learn the cultures of others, the foods they ate, their religious rites. Too bad more people don't have the same opportunity. Maybe there wouldn't be as much dislike or outright hatred for those who are a little different than us.
I didn’t have a shortage of it. I went to parochial school from kindergarten through 8th grade. My mom wanted me to go to a Christian boarding school for high school but my dad put his foot down and saved me from that fate. She really wanted me to grow up to be a parochial school teacher and she really wanted my brother to grow up to be a pastor. We disappointed her.
The most important thing in the world to my mom was being in the in-crowd and somebody important at church. She was always sucking up to the pastor and the popular people at church. It was truly eye-rollworthy.
This post was edited by Livvie at May 30, 2021 8:55 PM MDT
Most definitely! My parents were strong Christians who not only taught us about it, but lived out their beliefs (actions behind their words). We went to church every Sunday morning and evening, as well as on Wednesday nights.