Have you read Donald Miller's Blue Like Jazz?  A paean to the millennial and religious, it tells the story of a person who, after being raised in a fundamentalist Christian home, ends up attending college at an institution whose values are nearly total opposite, Reed College in Oregon.  Once there, the main character (actually, the author; it is an autobiographical account), in an effort to fit in, abandons the faith of his childhood and enters into a life of cultural and philosophical fracture.  He soon earns a reputation as one of wildest and most debauched students on campus.
     As the story winds to its close, Miller realizes that maybe, just maybe, the God with whom he had been raised has merit after all.  Maybe, he decides, he can find something in God.  Subsequently, in an interesting twist, he commences to "confess" to those he knows at Reed that he has maligned God, that his behavior has not demonstrated who God really is.  God, he tells people, is far more than ritual and proscription.
     Though I read Blue Like Jazz many years ago, I thought about it again as I watched, recently, the movie made about it.  It seems that those who are raised in religious homes, particularly those of a fundamentalist ilk, and who spend their childhoods knowing little else, are often least equipped to deal with the world as it really is.  If Christianity is true, and I believe it is, it ought to be subjected and stand up to any and all scrutiny. Otherwise, why should we bother with it?  In my view, it is better that those who are inclined to make their convictions a matter of faith question everything about it, than accept it blindly.  Although some faith is fideism, faith at its best is thoroughly rational. It can be nothing else.  After all, what good is a religion which does not enable one to grapple meaningfully with everything that is in the world?