This Godly oversight was no problem (everything fit together pretty well with no one to question theology) until early adolescence, whereupon every time I reached for my joystick I knew my soul would burn in hell forever. I could hardly wait to confess my sins (to wipe my soul clean so, were I to die, I would not be cast into hell forever) and repeat the cycle.
This kept up until college when, in a fit of despair, I abandoned religion and gave up my soul (and religion with it) [thus committing one of the Seven Deadly Sins, despair. - RC theology may be ridiculous when viewed from outside but it's internal logic is very consistent!]
No fun, but given there was no outside influence that had ever led me to question the authority of the Roman Catholic religion, this was for the better.
I'm now at peace, but regret not earlier meeting someone who seriously questioned religion. My moral sense was always strong and stems from good parenting. I would likely be much farther along intellectually and emotionally without the religion.
Today God is still in the sky but he's not destructive or oppressive and pretty much keeps to himself. My childhood beliefs are now chapters in a child's storybook.