My parents did take me to church (Catholic church), and it was such an empty and excruciating experience I attended church only once, voluntarily, in the 20+ years since my confirmation. I find nothing of substance in the dogma of church, in the petty squabbles and intrigues of parish life, in the tongue-clucking and finger-pointing that accompany human imperfection, including my own. Where I found God again was, of all places, in the woods, so I really don't care what happens with regards to religion in the public square. I am positive that God exists, and that He loves us. Everything else is flotsam and jetsam.
-my sons came of age when the local catholic pastor decided to remodel the church and remove the kneelers (against the wishes of the parishioners) and dump all over the catholic school principal..........needless to say they are unimpressed with organized religion. I keep praying though.......and ONE of them has come back, the other keeps looking at other Christian faiths and finds them lacking. As long as they know Jesus, I will be happy.