Moving On

“In my opinion,” Karen said, ” Atheists are idiots.”

“I don’t think you should say that in public,” I said.

“I’m not in public, for the love of God,” Karen said. “I’m in your damn kitchen and I can say what I want.”

“Of course you can,” I said.

“I am so tired of everyone saying that God doesn’t exist, when it’s so obvious He does.”

“I know,” I said. “Every prayer I’ve ever said has been answered, and sometimes the answer was ‘No,’ or ‘Later,’ but it was always, without a doubt, answered. But why are you hung up on Atheists, right now?”

“Because I posted ‘Thank God’ on someone’s Facebook page when she said she was cancer-free, and someone responded, ‘No, thank the surgeon.’ Excuse me, but the surgeon was the facilitator, but God make it happen.”

“You and I believe that,” I said, “but a lot of people don’t.”

Karen shook her head, and lifted her wine glass. “But, how can they not see that God exists?”

“You know,” I responded, lifting my own glass,  “I don’t know, either. We were raised with a belief in God but many weren’t.”

“But, how can they not see God in their lives?

I had to think. “Well, if you weren’t told that God existed when you were young, how would you even know about him?”

“I totally get it,” Karen said. “But once you became a thinking person, wouldn’t you realize that there was something greater than you that created everything?”

“I don’t know,” I said. “There’s a great belief among many people that we evolved into what we are, and will turn back into nothing.”

More to come …