Therefore, to state it in another, more accurate way, I became, during my fourteenth year, for the first time in my life, afraid-afraid of the evil within me and afraid of the evil without. The word “safety” brings us to the real meaning of the word “religious” as we use it.
I supposed Him to exist only within the walls of a church-in fact, of our church-and I also supposed that God and safety were synonymous.
And since I had been born in a Christian nation, I accepted this Deity as the only one.
I use “religious” in the common, and arbitrary, sense, meaning that I then discovered God, His saints and angels, and His blazing Hell. I underwent, during the summer that I became fourteen, a prolonged religious crisis.
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