One of the main reasons for which I will always be grateful to my mother is for letting me decide which religion I wanted to belong to. Even though my family is Roman Catholic, she did not baptize me either force me to receive Holy Communion. She thought that those were decisions I had to take by myself; and I can only thank her for being so wise, with absolutely no intention to mean that being Christian is a heavy sentence imposed by parents. I ended up not believing in God, or the Bible, or the Church, but still, I do believe there is “something bigger than us”. It would be extremely self-centered of us humans to believe that there is no such thing as a major force. Which or what is that major force or divine entity, I do not know, but I can surely live with the doubt. Nevertheless I am not proud to confess that I find it extremely difficult to understand most of the religious community’s beliefs and behaviors, as well as where those beliefs come from and why people believe that. But what I find it highly disturbing and intriguing, is that usually, what is preached or believed is clearly inconsistent in deeds. It seems like the mere fact of believing is enough to act as pleased. Religious people are unbelievably persistent about only embracing and following their doctrine. But being so focused on the mystical side and on following the proper steps, seems to make them forget about the basic common sense deeds, like giving other religions the considerable respect and relevance they deserve. Tolerance, indeed! It is all about tolerance! I can hardly understand the burning need that religious groups have to stand out, to be the best and the only ones. Uncountable are the bloody revolutions and wars that had taken place over history as a result of friction between different religions. And even nowadays we can witness disputes of this type. How is it possible that such catastrophic events occur in the name of a devotion that is co