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I think that the most convincing thing would be a sound, knock-down, proof-style argument, after I’ve had enough time to understand it. I also think that enough objective evidence -observable to both myself and others- such as writing in the sky, or something like that, would sway me towards that direction. It’d have to be REALLY unexplainable for a long time, and I’d never be able to be sure that it wasn’t something natural playing a trick on us (alien pranksters?), so I’m not sure if that would be 100% convincing.
Yes, I’ve considered the prankster alien possibility. I suppose sufficiently advanced, natural beings could even send a cyborg or something back in time to say a lot of revolutionary things and then “die” on the cross and be “resurrected” just to see what we would do. And then these aliens could send “experiences” to people for their own reasons. I can’t DISPROVE that. But think about that a little bit. While knowing an infinite mind (such as that of an Infinite God) would be impossible, natural beings such as these hypothetical aliens would be finite, and we might explore their motivations for something like this. I haven’t come up with motivations that are satisfactory to me. If it is an alien experiment, what a wonderful experiment it is. It is an experiment in which the experimenters appear to have provided an answer to every spiritual question, provide meaning in suffering, revealed beauty where none could be seen before the subject embraced the “experiment.” I cannot disprove this.
But by your standards, you could never come to believe in God. Indeed, you really should not believe ANYTHING, except maybe that you have some sort of existence, perhaps radically different from your PERCEIVED existence. I think, therefore I am, but I am not necessarily what I think I am. So, if you saw the writing in the sky, and then a huge being with a long flowing robe, a long white beard, sandals, and a booming voice, grabbed you and held you to his face and said that he was God, and that he loved you, and you felt the love, and you were shown a vision of Heaven, and he set you back down telling you love other people and to follow his commandments, you would still not believe, by your standards. You still might be in a simulacrum, or the transient dream of some other being. Maybe your mother and father are not real, this world does not exist, I am not actually a person typing to you from some other part of the world. But come on, search yourself, this is infantile stuff for stunted Philosophy professors. At some point most of us make choices that we will believe that our experience, although affected by our own sensory filters, has some semblance to reality. If you never make that choice, then you will always be exist in your own created world of uncertainty where nothing is to be believed, not the speed of light, or the value of Planck density, or quantum fluctuations, or even the hand in front of your face.
I’d need that much convincing because the idea of a god seems so extraordinary relative to everything else I experience and believe to be true, because it seems self-contradictory in places, and because it’s an extremely appealing idea: that there’s something watching out for us, or that there’s a potential afterlife.
Of course all that varies depending upon how you define the god.
Yes, religion, and belief in God, and Christianity all seem to be rife with self-contradictions. That is, until you have “eyes to see.” Most of the things that I assumed were contradictory I have learned, or I coming to learn, are actually consistent, and that the crazy, outdated, Church run by guys in dresses, really does have the answers.