I wouldn't call myself an atheist but I don't know what I am. I believe in something greater than us but what that is I don't know and have a hard time accepting what a book (any book) tells me to believe. I am respectful of others and their religious choices and expect the same in return. DH was raised methodist, he & DD do attend a non denominational church when time allows. I don't go and he doesn't expect me to.
That being said, this is horribly awful and I probably shouldn't admit it but what the heck right? It was the third day in a row that the same group of Jehovah's witnesses had stopped at my house and they were pretty darn pushy & rude about it. The 2nd time I asked them to leave and the woman tried to push her way into my house. Needless to say it irked me. The third time when she tried to invite herself in I couldn't help myself and said "Well, we were just about to sacrifice a goat, come on in and join me!" They never came back after that.
Life is like a camera. Focus on what's important, Capture the good times, Develop from the negatives and if things don't work out, Take another shot.