I was in church last Wednesday, waiting for the service to start.  Before I left for church, I had just finished writing an email to an Atheist in response to his beliefs.  Debating Atheists had become a favorite pastime of mine over those weeks.  I loved to do it because every time I did, it helped my faith in the existence of God to grow.  There's so much logic to back up Creationism.  Think about it; every element we need to survive on this planet is in Earth's atmosphere.  Furthermore, the Sun is at a perfect distance from Earth so that we can have enough heat to survive.  It's been proven that if we were any closer to the Sun, we'd burn to death; and if we were any further, we'd freeze.  Simply knowing these facts tells me that there must have been a Designer for such an intricate work of art as our planet.  The odds of these things just being thrown together by chance is astronomical, to say the least.  To say that there's no intelligent being who put together the universe the way it is for a purpose can be compared to seeing a painting and saying that nobody painted it; that all the colors of paint required to paint the picture just came together by chance.  The argument of God vs. Science is one of the most self-defeating arguments ever thought of by man.  Just because man has discovered and labeled all the tools God used to create the universe, does not by ANY stretch of the imagination make it a logical argument that God doesn't exist.  In fact, it would be absolutely absurd to make such an outrageous and narrow-minded claim.  Back to the painting that may or may not have been painted by an intelligent being; just because you've scientifically broken down the ingredients of the paint used, and discovered what kind of brushes were used to paint it, it's quite an outrageous claim to say that nobody painted it.  Just as a painting proves the existence of a painter, creation proves the existence of a Creator.

Now, you're probably wondering why I titled this post the way I did.  At the beginning of the post, I mentioned that I'd found a favorite pastime in debating Atheists.  While I was sitting in church waiting for the service to begin, I received a word from God about my new-found hobby.  I heard God say these words to me:

"Stop trying to 'prove' My existence, and worship Me."

Wow.  This really threw me for a loop.  And it made a lot of sense to me.  Think about it; people are stubborn.  No matter how much logical "proof" you throw in their faces that they're wrong about something, spiritual or otherwise, they're not going to agree with your opinion on things, especially if you're as hateful about it as some alleged "Christians" can be.  If a non-believer sees the fulfillment and joy you get out of a Christ-filled life, it'll make them wonder if there's really something to it.  Worship is a far better witnessing tool than any amount of debate will ever be.

And, for the record, going up and down public streets yelling "GOD HATES F*GS" like a jackass is NOT worship.  Worship is showing the love of Christ to all people, even those who spite you.  I'll update this post with some scriptural references later.  It's late, and I gotta get up early to open my store tomorrow.  Peace out, y'all.