I was raised being taught a certain way, but my parents allowed me the room to question and try other religions or no religion at all...I made my own mind up.

I also did the same with my kids...in fact, the eldest told me one day(he was 16 at the time) that he didn't believe in God at all...then a month later told me he decided he did, but not that Jesus is the son of God...that is his choice and I never berated him or tried to change his mind...

Grant me the senility to forget the people I never liked,the good fortune to run into the ones I do,and the eyesight to tell the difference.