There was a time around the age of 18 when I had to make a decision whether or not I would "confirm" with the Catholic Church. It's never too late to confirm, but 18 is the universally accepted age to go big or go secular.
I opted not to confirm. Scott, also undecided, began exploring Eastern philosophy at the same time and made "Surfing the Himalayas" his temporary bible. (One could argue skiing is at least physically closer to heaven.) To each his own.
Now, while I sit in the pergatory between Catholicism and being a registered democrat (JFK was an enigma), I think I should be more agressive in my spiritual quest so that I can cash in, literally.
According to the AP today, "A man [in Knoxville, Tenn.] says he was so consumed by the spirit of God that he fell and hit his head while worshipping. Now he wants Lakewind Church to pay $2.5 million for medical bills, lost income, and pain and suffering."
Maybe that's not such a great idea. I'd think that by suing the Church for falling over in prayer, you'd likely have a greater falling out with God, right? I think I'll hold my position for now.