once when i was like 11 or 12 or something i was at this christian summer camp and some kid was being mean to me and making fun of me etc and i got mad and picked up a small rock from the ground and threw it at his back and a bunch of camp counselors saw and i got in trouble and one of the counselors sat me down and said what i did wasnt very christ like and made me feel guilty about it and i cried about it all day. and then for about a week or two i tried to atone for my sins by reading the bible but it was the old timey king james translation and it didnt really make sense to me so i gave up and became an atheist. so i relate to james in that sense