Some time ago, I said to a friend that I am still a member of the Lutheran church of Westphalia, which she had quit long before, and she asked me why. I thought: 'You're funny. Is not you who wants a christmas tree since you've got a little family, while I have never had one'. But I said: "Because otherwise I would only be German." She sounded a little bit scandalized when she asked: "Yes! Why 'only'?" I've come to the result that there's no rational answer to the question why I still feel related to that institution. In the shelves of my living-room there's more stuff about other cultures. The christianity is in my mind, it's my stamp, my bane. I don't carry it with pride. I often believe people who've been raised in other religions are better off and that they are better human beings, freer and more charming. But occasionally, when I am in the mood for going to the church, I still see that I "know" the stuff, it is familiar to me, in the words of a Turkish colleague: "It's your family." It's to some extent my culture, my spiritual home. It's irrational, maybe that's just what religion is all about.
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