I was sitting in a coffee shop this morning, yeah, that coffee shop, and I overheard a group of 4 older men talking to a younger man mostly about how he had “walked with God” and prayed on this and prayed on that and generally brought these religious ideas into his life. I thought this was kind of a strange place to be having this conversation but whatever gets you going in the morning I guess. What struck me most was the way this guy was talking. He sounded like a child describing some adolescent make-believe fantasy but with all the seriousness of an adult. The more he talked, the more he sounding like a kid with a new found idea that he just had to share with anyone who was willing to listen no matter how absurd the idea sounded when spoken out loud. Perhaps religion is nothing more than youthful gibberish evolved into an adult-acceptable format so that people will take you seriously. This guy certainly sounded to me like the fantasy musings of a child with a hyperactive imagination. The entire concept of God, heaven, hell, and all the fixings that go along with religion could easily have been cooked up by an 11-year old high on a sugar rush as easily as they could come from an organized religious movement.