Eh ... no. Raised lightly Catholic. We went to church on Sundays, none of it made any sense to me, and my parents never talked about it. I never really bought it. I skipped a grade early on, so when all the other kids were seven and I was six, and the class was doing all sorts of magical "getting ready for First Communion" shit, the teacher (an old Sister), made sure to point out every day that I wouldn't be participating.
Six year old me had a real strong sense of justice, and I knew that was wholly unfair, not to mention unkind, calling me out as "different" every single day. The contradiction between that and an "all-loving god" was obvious.
I have to wonder if the melting ice, changing where the weight of the world's water is, might have an impact on the frequency of earthquakes and volcanoes.