Growing up, I was taught to do the right thing. Don’t steal, or lie, and never ever hurt or judge others. Although it sounds as if I was raised in a christian home, I was not. In fact I grew up with a certain amount of disdain for organized religion.
We were Episcopalian, but then one day Father Van Sly (really) visited my mother when she was eight and one half months pregnant with me. He was very concerned that my mother had not been to church recently and told her if she missed another Sunday he would excommunicate her.
She did not flip him the bird to his face, but I heard the story many times over my life. My parents quit the church soon after this incident.