My Religious Views

Dear lovies,
I'm trying to figure this out as I'm writing this, so bear with me, okay? First off, I'm not searching for a religion, I am merely just trying to define what I believe in, and i decided to share it with you. How you respond is, as always, entirely up to you.
Let's start with my parents. My mom was raised in a Mormon family, though by the time she was a teenager her and her brother would play cards in the car wall the rest of the family was at church. My dad was raised Catholic until he was thirteen, then he's parents converted to scientology, a "religion" that has been negatively interracting with some people dear to me, ever since. My dad is no longer a scientologist, but he did have trouble when my sister was first put on medication for her ADHD. Though he has come a long way since then, I don't think he'll be joining my mother's anti-scientology "cult" (my brother, his wife, my girlfriend and I have all been converted by her into the ways of anti-scientology, so we tell her she has a cult) anytime soon.
In fifth grade I meant to Mormon church for a little under a year, but more as a social thing than a spiritual thing.
Last year, I went to THE mega church, Saddleback Church, and at first it started as a social thing, but soon it became somewhat spiritual for me. I was baptised there one night, and at that moment, I did accept Jesus into my heart. I know it's corny, but it's true. I stopped going after the sex talk, when it was announced that being gay was a sin. I mean, yes, I should've seen it coming, but I couldn't help but thinking that they were going to say it was okay, and then everything was going to be so much easier because then at elast half the people at my school (i'm not kidding) wouldn't believe I was a sinner for being so in love with another girl. I ended up leaving with Myriam right after they announced that and we cried outside of teh building until the end of the service. When her mom found out what happened, she went inside of the building and bitched out some of the people who partook in the sermon for having scarred to teenage girls. You know what the worst part is? One of the people there assumed they knew what she was going through because he brother was gay. I don't think anyone can understand the feeling of a mother knowing someone made her daughter feel like scum. Yes, they worded it nicely and all that jazz, but when it comes down to it, they still said that God rejected us. God rejected us for loving someone and there was nothing we could do about it but stop loving them. Which is totally lame, because if God created me, then he created me a lesbian. I know that in the eyes of Christian's I chose this, but why would anyone choose to be ridiculed for lust? Honestly. Seriously, some of these people honestly believe that we choose to fall in love. I don't think anyone chooses to fall in love, whether it be with a man or woman.
This year I have been to The City Church, Inland Empire once or twice. My birth mom and my brother Carson's family go there and it is so much more spiritual than Saddleback. You don't have to believe in God to feel it either. There's about 20 people in a small room in the holiday in and Jack, the preacher, is passionately preaching into the heart and soul of every person in that room.
So as to what I currently believe? I believe that the bible is full of stories on how to conduct your life, and I don't necessarily believe in all of them. I believe that there is something out there, watching, maybe pulling our strings, who rewards us for doing something good. I do pray, and my prayers are usually answered, so I make sure to thank for the good things in life too. I don't know for sure if anyone is listening to them, but I hope so. And maybe that's what I believe in. Hope.