When I was 10 years old, I didn't believe in God. I attended Sunday school at what was then called the Dutch Reformed Church in Callicoon Center and had the little pin we received for perfect attendance the first year and then a string of bars attached for each year thereafter. I didn't tell anyone this secret of mine at the time.

Over the years I drifted in and out of faith in God. At times I felt that man had created God instead of the other way around. When I was in my teens I was a believer again. No events that occurred in my childhood caused me to not believe nor to believe. As an adult I was at times an atheist, which didn't last long. Again I kept this to myself. I was attending church at the time.

Then I became an Agnostic, not being sure if there was a God and an afterlife or not. I could have attended the church I go to now which is a Unitarian one but I just didn't know about it then.

There we admit we don't have all the answers but are searching for them.

All beliefs are accepted there, and I don't encounter anger or frustration from others in the congregation when they can't get others to adopt their way of thinking. I know this is not how Christians and members of other religions feel. It is not meant for everyone, but I know this is the right place for me.

I half stated in only a half joking way that the truly best people in this world are atheists, who do good works, because they do not think they will be rewarded in an afterlife. Ironically I now believe in God and Heaven. Before I couldn't accept it intellectually.

Not one of you would be able to guess how my faith was restored. Mental telepathy cannot be explained scientifically but yet I see proof that there is such a thing. So if that's true then there also could be a Holy Spirit guiding us throughout our lives.