Pondering on spirituality

Recently, I've been encouraged to read a particular book by certain quite religious people in my life to whom I owe *practically* everything-- my parents. Regardless of whether I see all angles of their argument or disagree on every level, their patience and understanding in my upbringing has made me what I am, and I owe them respect in return, at the very least.

BUT

I have recently felt a very strong disconnect between myself and the religion into which I was raised. I never once believed that the Catholic religion was hate-filled, or wrong in it's beliefs-- on the contrary. If you actually go back and read the scriptures with an open mind, more often than not, the passage is about the perpetration of love throughout the world. It's not about spreading wealth, and hating different people, or even trying to convert the world to your own beliefs.
The core idea is loving your neighbor, loving your environment, loving the creatures around you, loving your enemies. LOVE. It is the one thing strong enough to change the world over, a lack of which would also change the face of our planet.

Our world is missing Love. Our societies and human relationships are missing the love which allows happiness and satisfaction to exist. Our persons--our own beings-- are missing love. The vast amount of depression which is running rampant throughout the planet is due (in my opinion) to the extensive amount of self-hatred and self-depreciation.
If this is let go, good can filter in--God can filter in.

I should explain--when I think of God, when I think of the picture or the concept of God, I see only love, personified. I don't see an elderly man with a huge beard and an ever-present smile; I don't see a woman, clothed only in her long, flowing hair and flowers; I don't see a multitude of glowing, glittering deities, sitting around the Parthenon, getting drunk.
Rather, I feel the presence of love. Or I feel the absence of hate. I feel confusion, and loneliness, and sadness melt away as I feel encompassed in so much love that I am brought to tears. That is God to me.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that I don't believe any religion is wholly wrong and I don't believe any religion is wholly right.I think the key is to grasp the extraordinary concept of loving everything.
Loving yourself for what you are--an extension of God
Loving every other person for what they are--and extension of God, a differing version of the thing you are
Loving the things that surround you--being grateful for their assistance, for their existence, seeing the effort and time that went into the creation.
Loving the nature that is everywhere--respecting it, embracing it, appreciating it, for the fact that it is God's creation, and a reflection of the beauty that is within yourself.