Doing a very bitter LOL. Religion - it’s a disease of the mind. My father always hated religion, very passionately. I learned that when he was a young boy - the youngest of 6 children - his mother was diagnosed with a kidney disease (probably Crohn) and was told by the doctors that she mustn’t have any more children. My own grandad was very religious, and decided to consult with his rabbi. The rabbi had no doubt - “pru urevu” (procreate) was the most important thing, God himself told us to “fill the land”. So she got pregnant; both she and the baby died at birth. Also: when the Nazis invaded the Ukraine, where the family was staying since escaping from Poland, my grandfather decided that he wouldn’t run anymore - God will protect us! We must have faith! So, yeah - him, his second wife, my 8 years-old uncle and 6 years-old aunt were taken out to a field together with other captured Jews, dug a big hole in the ground and were then shot dead by the Germans.