I walked into a class called Christian understanding of human experience this morning totally unprepared for what happened. Right in the middle of the lecture the professor asked, "Why should we believe that God exists?" He gave the example of a girl who walked into his office a few years ago and said she was having a hard time concentrating in her Bible class. When he asked if anything major had happened in her life she said, "How did you know?" Her father had been walking down to the store to get some bread and milk and was hit by a drunk driver. They took him to the hospital, and she prayed and placed her trust in the verse that says, "Ask anything in my name and you shall receive it." And her father died. I really don't believe there is a God," she said.
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