Plenty of fish in the sea, if you ask me. After all, what's the point knowing that one day after growing old together, both of you will die - someone will be right and someone will be wrong.. and you will be separated from eternity. If you're really sure your religion will bring you to a safe place, like heaven, wouldn't you want your loved one to be there? I think this is worth thinking about because nobody wants to get into a car and not know where they are headed to but just about everyone does that when it comes to relationships.
When my kids were 5 and under, I didn't even let them go to Sunday School even though the church had one. I wanted them in the service, in the presence of God with me. I brought a rug, toys, food, you name it. The secret really, is not giving them everything at once. I don't roll out my plan until the sermon has begun. This means that during the worship, my kids are worshipping with me -- I hold their hands (usually the youngest), to do some dance actions. The oldest will just stand or do their own. And when it gets to the end, I would hug them and worship standing, swaying until the littlest would fall asleep. Which is usually the case. If they're not asleep by then, I roll out the big plan. I start off with food, not even the rug. Literally one piece of cereal at a time until things get really restless, and then I bring in a different type of food. Like a half boiled egg with shells on. It will take some time to peel it off (of course with a container under). At this poin...