Ramblings About Theodicy

I grew up in a pretty atheist household. My mom had religious trauma, and my dad is a pretty scientifically minded fella. They always said that if I ever got into God or Religion, that they'd accept it, but I wonder how truthful that is.

I have a lot of disparate thoughts about God. I know a lot of people with religious trauma that also have a lot of these, but somehow by not having any religious education at all, I

I first had to take a theology class in freshman year of my BFA program at Molloy University, a Catholic institution. I dreaded this class. A staunch atheist at the time, I had no excitement in my heart for my first day. That is, until I met my teacher. This genuine angel of a human changed my whole outlook on religion, what it can be, what it can do for people, and God.