When I was a child I knew a song which contained the lines, 'He bows to all and despises none', 'A true disciple knows another's pain as his own'. My town though being religiously dominated had a mixture of Arab, Jewish, Hindu, as well as traditional faith traditions which hide within the fabric of Christian denominations, sometimes not so subtly. It taught me that all people approach the writing of their spiritual autobiographies in somewhat similar ways, regardless of nuance. I'm not trying to imply that I lived in an extremely diverse theological mecca, but the minimal diversity I saw was enough to shape my attitude. It showed me that no one was solely father or son, but rather we are all brothers and sisters, and not just in name.