You say there is no need for more proof, but God continually invites us to prove all things. He invites us to ask and learn wisdom from Him. To seek and find. He gives proof for those who believe.
So I have to believe the unbelievable and then he will provide proof? Doesn't work that way goober.
But you made a good point. God continues to ask us to prove we are worthy. Well god, prove you exist. Prove to me the pedophile priests are not making it up.
I am a good person and my heart wants there to be a god but my mind says it's all made up. For years you'd be killed or ostrasized for saying you didn't believe in god. Luckily human's are evolving and getting smarter and not letting their corrupt churches fight science and logic. Either their church evolve or die just like every other religion that came before, which were about 900 other made up religions before christianity. Did they make it up or did god erase the chaulk board and start over 899 times?
Why would you listen to them instead of the honest followers of the Lord?
There no fight between faith and science. they both teach about the world around us.
I could answer your questions in detail. But I don't have the time at the moment. However, if you are willing to experiment on the word and ask the Lord for wisdom, I think you would find your answers for yourself far easier than I can give them to you.
I didn't always know there was a God. At first I had to exercise faith that if God was there, He could let me know. Sometimes you need to start at the basics. Faith is more than just belief.
Because the honest followers of the lord were told a fable by their parents and those pedophile priests. The ones who sincerely believe are no less wrong than the ones who know they are peddling a lie.
And trust me, I went through all the phases. Believed because I was too young to question. Then I went with some born agains with an open mind and left that experience still with questions. I was a teenager at the time. Then I went to church throughout college and after college and I never really felt it. I still believed in god and I guess Jesus but I did always question the stories I have to admit. But then I went for about 10 years of doubting. People said read the bible so I did. Didn't do anything for me. Then I decided I didn't buy any organized religions because they are all bs. Just the same thing god told Joseph Smith when he prayed and asked God which church he should join. Only difference is god didn't tell me to start my own church. If there was a god he told me that no one on this earth has a clue about who or what he is, they are all just making it up. So I had a personal relationship with god. Then I watched a couple of science shows and saw a few atheists on the internet and it hit me, THERE IS NO GOD. He didn't create us, we invented him.
When I became convinced that the universe was natural, that all the ghosts and gods were myths, there entered into my brain, into my soul, into every drop of my blood, the sense, the feeling, the joy of freedom. The walls of my prison crumbled and fell. The dungeon was flooded with light and all the bolts and bars and manacles turned to dust. I was no longer a servant, a serf, or a slave. There was for me no master in all the wide world, not even in infinite space.
I was free to think. Free to express my thoughts, free to live in my own ideal. Free to live for myself and those I loved. Free to use all my faculties, all my senses. Free to spread imagination’s wings, free to investigate, to guess, and dream and hope. Free to judge and determine for myself. Free to reject all ignorant and cruel creeds, all the inspired books that savages have produced, and the barbarous legends of the past. Free from sanctified mistakes and “holy” lies. Free from the fear of eternal pain, free from the winged monsters of the night. Free from devils, ghosts and gods. For the first time I was free.
There were no prohibited places in all of the realm of thought. No error, no space where fancy could not spread her painted wings. No chains for my limbs. No lashes for my back. No flames for my flesh. No MasterÂ’s frown or threat, no following in anotherÂ’s steps. No need to bow or cringe or crawl, or utter lying words. I was free; I stood erect and fearlessly, joyously faced all worlds.
My heart was filled with gratitude, with thankfulness, and went out in love to all the heros, the thinkers who gave their lives for liberty of hand and brain, for the freedom of labor and thought to those who fell on the fierce fields of war. To those who died in dungeons, bound in chains, to those by fire consumed, to all the wise, the good, the brave of every land whose thoughts and deeds have given freedom to the sons of men. And then, I vowed to grasp the torch that they held, and hold it high, That light might conquer darkness still.
-Robert Green Ingersoll (1833-1899)
