People say “you just have to open up your heart and God will open up to you” or things like that. In my eyes this is just a way of saying “you just have to be open to believing in God and your brain will do the rest.”
I actually don’t like that “just open your heart and God will reveal himself”. I think that’s rather arrogant to assume that God will operate that way with everyone.
I was a practicing Catholic for 18 years before I had any sort of experience that said “yes, God truly exists”. 18 years of wondering, questioning, but always accepting there was a God, but no, He wasn’t going to just zap me in the backside with absolute proof, like what he did with some saints and clergy.
I know people who’ve lived longer then me, and have never had any sort of religious experience, and yet they still go to Church, they still beleive, they have faith that while God hasn’t given them an “experience” that he still exists.
I don’t know why God gives experiences of a spiritual nature to some and not to others. That’s part of the mystery of faith, I suppose.
For me, I can never be an atheist, I can never be anything but Catholic, God has shown me too much.
But when I die and if it turns out there’s nothing after death, and all of what God showed me was nothing more than wishful thinking or an actual mental health issue, then who cares? I’m a corpse in a box rotting in the ground, with no awareness of my present state or any memory of my life. The people who went to my funeral mass and prayed for me, and sung my favourite hymns and listened to my favourite funeral gospel choices, they’ll all think I’m in heaven, with God, when in actual fact I’m just maggot food. Just like they’ll be.
I have no fear of that reality. If it turns out to be true. Great. No eternal judge pointing the finger at my hideous sins, no shame, no fear, no desperation in pointing out to God that I accepted the sacrifice of his Son for payment of my debt. And how can I be annoyed that there’s no eternal peace for me if I have nothing to compare it to now?
How much easier would that be? Sometimes I think atheists have a better sense of calm about death then some Christians. I worry when I haven’t been to confession in a while about my eternal destination if I get hit by a bus. Yet what does the atheist worry about, who’ll take care of his family, won’t his friends be sad? Yes, those are justified worries, but life goes on. He just doesn’t accept there’s an eternal life for anyone.
Unfortunately for the atheist, there is life after death. There is a God. He gave us a “get out of jail free card” with Christ’s image stamped on the front. Whether the atheist accepts that, well, that’s up to them. But for the staunchest atheist, who knows, perhaps God gives them one final poke in the ribs just at the moment of death. I’m certainly praying for that for all the atheists in my life.
