In which there is talk of Jesus with no punchlines

So, we took Emma to church this past weekend and joined the parish which was long overdue. But the whole experience raises again those pesky questions of mine that I can quell for years at a time by simply not thinking about them.

( Wait, you don't want to read my spiritual history narrative? )

So, now that the teal deer have left the mountain glen, here's the real question for you guys: how to you make faith where there is none? If you're Christian, how do you reconcile parts of your life (being queer, reading and writing porn, cursing, etc) with pretty explicit indications that those things are sinful? If you're not Christian, do your beliefs place similar strictures on Things You Do Often and how do you handle that? Any advice?

(I want to make it clear that I equally value all religious expressions and that anyone of any faith is welcome to comment.)