Friday’s Question of the Day: How do you know God is real?

This should be a relatively easy question, don’t you think?

How do you know that God is real? How would you talk to an atheist and attempt to convince him or her that indeed, the God you serve exists (foregoing any attempt at conversion – or should conversion come first?).

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24 Replies to “Friday’s Question of the Day: How do you know God is real?”

  1. I can feel the Holy Spirit ‘s presence – so I am reminded of the Holy Spirit, and have faith and know that God is real.

    The second question – I don’t know how I would explain that God is real to an atheist. Especially someone like Christopher Hitchens, the author of ‘God is Not Great’ who is Sydney this weekend giving talks about how religion is dangerous.
    http://www.smh.com.au/national/heathens-above-gods-harshest-critic-smokes-in-the-shower-20091001-ger1.html
    I will be giving his talk a miss, instead going to Hillsong and worshiping God.

  2. ’m with C.S. Lewis: it’s not so much evidence that draws me out of my atheism but surprise, as in being “Surprised by Joy.” Of course, that’s the title to one of his autobiographies, a title that puns on his wife’s name.

    She, Joy Davidman, had her own surprises on her way from atheism, and expresses and intensely personal experience:

    “For I was a well-brought-up, right-thinking-child of materialism. Beauty, I knew, existed; but God, of course, did not. By now there is a whole generation like me in the cities of America. I was an atheist and the daughter of an atheist; I had assumed that science had disproved God, just as I had assumed that science had proved that matter was indestructible….

    As a Jew, I had been led to feel cold chills at the mention of his name. Is this strange? For a thousand years Jews have lived among people who interpreted Christ’s will to mean floggings and burnings, ‘gentleman’s agreements,’ and closed universities. If nominal Christians so confuse their Master’s teaching, surely a poor Jew may be pardoned a little confusion. Nevertheless I had read the Bible (for its literary beauty, of course!) and I quoted Jesus unconsciously in everything I did, from writing verse to fighting my parents. My first published poem was called ‘Resurrection’ — a sort of private argument with Jesus, attempting to convince him (and myself) that he had never risen. I wrote it at Easter, of all possible seasons, and never guessed why.”

    (from Out of My Bone: The Letters of Joy Davidman by Don W. King, pages 83… 86)

    1. I saw you post that quote somewhere, went looking for it, couldn’t find it, and happy to see it here.

      A powerful testimony indeed, on many levels.

  3. I’d offer a teleological argument. If you have a watch, it makes sense to presuppose a watch-maker. Time+matter+chance is a weak cosmology.

    1. Sam, it may be a cliche but when we look at the complexity of a pc we know that they it had a creator, yet the complexity of human life, and the peripheries, are by mere chance or accident?

  4. When you’re on a beach and see a pattern of ripples on the sand, you can surmise it came from the natural effect of the wind. When you walk a few yards down the beach and see the words “Joel loves Mary” written in the sand, you know it came from a sentient source. Data must have a designer behind it. It can’t happen by accident. DNA is data.

    Moreover, there are mechanisms in living flora and fauna with irreducible complexity, that is, separate pieces of the mechanism can’t be explained by natural selection. Consider the eye, for example. The retina, the optic nerve, the iris, the cornea, etc., — all these separate pieces could not have evolved separately and somehow assembled together to make a complete organ via random chance and natural processes. That’s mathematically impossible without a designer.

  5. On a personal level, because Christ thru His death & resurrection has called me from darkness to His conviction of light within my own will-intellect-emotions. It is the experience of grace, the salvation of my soul!

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