I have never, and will never, begrudge anyone the joy and peace they feel when they “get religion”. But however much one may wave around their new-found religious texts, insight and zeal, it means nothing until they have at least tried to make peace with the people they wronged before they “got religion”. If one is genuinely contrite and remorseful for past deeds (which you would expect from any genuine religious conversion), it is incumbent upon one to make amends, or at least offer sincere apologies, for those deeds. Without that act of contrition, there is no amount of high-stepping and proselytizing in the world that can remove the stains of those transgressions in their past. The sincerest expression of love is a genuine apology to those one has wronged in the past. And until they have made the effort, their future will be weighed down by shadows. The Goddess, Jesus or Allah or the Goddess might wipe the slate clean in Summerland or Heaven when you put on that team jersey, but it doesn’t clean the slate with those who were wronged. If there is anger, animosity or even hatred towards you in the hearts of the people you wronged in the past, it is your duty as a new-found soul to remove those poisons, or at least make the attempt. Without that, exhortations on behalf of The Divine mean nothing at all.