I never got the man in the sky. I was brought up in an ultra Reform Jewish home, with holidays celebrated at home in English, and no formal religious training after I was about 8. I read the stories, but my connection to Judaism was cultural (food, some major holidays, know you’re Jewish in case there’s another Hitler, etc.), rather than religious. I learned about science and mythology when I was quite young, and couldn’t understand what all the fuss was about. I was interested in science and math; my earliest books were about science, and my favorite “toy” was a chemistry set. I thought myths were kind of interesting and amusing stories, but not something to be believed. Sometime in junior high school (grades 7-9 when I was there), I came across the aphorism “Man created God in his own image.” That made sense to me. I never gave it any more thought.