Years ago, a coworker asked me why I believed in God. As he was still in college, I first thought he was being inquisitive. As his questions became more argumentative and inflammatory, I realized he was simply trying to start an argument in an effort to belittle my faith. He was adamant that religion was a waste of time and I was foolish to believe in God.
As the conversation went back and forth, it became clear there would be no understanding on this day. Growing weary of his increasing sarcasm, I decided to conclude the discussion. I thanked him for the opportunity to share my beliefs and my God. And then I posed this…
If you’re right and there’s no God, and we all die and that’s it. The end. And who cares because no one will ever know you were right. My faith will have simply offered me comfort and hope when I was troubled and encouraged me to be a better person for my time on earth. No harm no foul.
However, if my God is real and when we die we go to Heaven or hell, then at that moment, we will both know the spectacular truth… my faith, the Bible, my Jesus were right!
I realize my summary was a bit less eloquent than I like to admit. But my lack of eloquence doesn’t diminish its truth. I believe my salvation is a gift offered by God the Father; I was saved by the blood of Jesus Christ, and sanctified by the Holy Spirit. And I believe when we die we will either be welcomed into Heaven or cast into Hell.
So again I ask, what if I’m right? You have EVERYTHING to lose!
The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God. Psalm 14:1
And brought them out, and said, Sirs, what must I do to be saved? And they said, Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved, and thy house. Acts 16:30-31