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There is a story of a young man who went to college. He returned home very sad. His father asked him what was bothering him.
He replied, "While I was in college I learned the art of Debate, point and counter-point. Using these techiques I realized that I could prove God exists. I can also just as easily prove that God does not exist. So I lost my Faith."
His father asked him if he could prove anything exists or does not exist.
"Of course," replied the son.
"Can you prove that your own nose does not exist?"
"Of course!" with that the son went into a lengthy series of arguments ending with, "and that proves I have no nose."
The father reached out suddenly and grabbed the son's nose, twsiting hard. The son jumped back yelling. The father calmly said, "What hurts?"
The point to me is that when we reach the end of all our logic, all our STUFF, without God, something still hurts.
He replied, "While I was in college I learned the art of Debate, point and counter-point. Using these techiques I realized that I could prove God exists. I can also just as easily prove that God does not exist. So I lost my Faith."
His father asked him if he could prove anything exists or does not exist.
"Of course," replied the son.
"Can you prove that your own nose does not exist?"
"Of course!" with that the son went into a lengthy series of arguments ending with, "and that proves I have no nose."
The father reached out suddenly and grabbed the son's nose, twsiting hard. The son jumped back yelling. The father calmly said, "What hurts?"
The point to me is that when we reach the end of all our logic, all our STUFF, without God, something still hurts.