Well, to be honest, I dislike the methods of conversion as well.
I came to believe in God not because some guy convinced me to go to
church, or because I want to meet more people or girls. Christians
have to re-examine their position in this world, and not take
history for granted. That, I believe, is the effort we all must
make.
You make interesting points. However, I believe this is the point
which we diverge, because I find that religion, or God for that
matter, is impossible to erase. Short of a meteor strike which
wipes out all human archives, no man-made methods or movements will
ever be able to eradicate the presence of God. Ever. Why? Well, you
could say humans need something to believe in. Humans also have
this annoying habit of doing exactly what the opposition doesn't
want. So be it.
People can ridicule faith; it's their opinion, but that doesn't
mean it has to be right. It's like video games (I just finished
that topic for PW). Those who don't play them will never understand
what video games are like.
[This part is off-topic]
I spent my primary school years in a Presbyterian school. Even
then, I did not become Christian per se; I just acknowledged that
what those people said could be right. Maybe there is a God. Maybe
this guy named Jesus Christ really did rise from the dead. I would
never know, because I chose not to know. I shut myself off during
Chapel service, pretended to sing along during those horribly
off-tune singing sessions. I was... quite an agnostic.
Then came secondary school. I studied in River Valley High. A
totally secular environment with strict Chinese policies. No place
for religion there. Moreover, I was terribly busy with all my work.
And, I met some of the most "devout" atheists there, most of them
Christian-bashers. Yet, whenever I had time, I spent it in the
library, reading books on religion and non-religion (books no one
who strived to be ueber-cool would ever touch).
It was then I had this... drawing towards God. Honestly speaking, I
could have chosen any other religion, given the variety in
Singapore. Yet for some reason, I didn't. Now, this is the
cruncher, some of you would probably start saying how those books
must have influenced me and all, how I'm so stupid. Whatever. And
it was really from then which I started to experience... things.
Not say supernatural, but a very real presence. A very reassuring
presence that gives me a nudge and says "Everything's all right,
I've got your back." It's not my own voice which tells me that,
it's not even a voice. I just know.
[End off-topic]
So, that leads me to my faith.
Still, it doesn't mean I can't use my brain to think through in the
sciences or mathematics. Using your brain to comprehend God, I
think no human brain can ever do that, because He is on a much
higher level. Sure, you could say it's avoiding the question, and
thus not answering it. But did any sensible, thinking Christian
ever said he/she could answer it?
