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It is a rare Saturday night when my friend Rachel and I can tear ourselves away from a quiet evening of rest from a long week of work, family and more work and brave the night life. But we do it anyway. A girl has to check her pulse every once in a while, right?

We push our way through a crowded restaurant and make it to the bar where we wait for our table. I want to leave and just hit a drive through on our way to our next stop, but my friend insisted that we stay and make the best of it.

Best idea ever.

Our seats at the bar are not even together. Between us is this guy with glasses and slightly messy hair quietly sipping his beer and playing with his phone. So, we pull the stools out a little and scream at each other from behind the guy’s back. After a few minutes, he finally offers to switch seats with Rachel.

She says, “Oh, bless you!”

The guy makes a hard line with his lips and nods. The three of us continue our separate evenings. She and I are discussing phase two of our girls’ night out. Again, I complain about the wait for a table and make the argument that I’m not that hungry.

I lost that half-fought battle and agreed to stay. Forever minutes later, the same guy tapped Rachel on the shoulder and offered his table which was ready. We jump on this offer and climb off of the bar stools to follow the hostess. Rachel touches the guy’s arm and says, “God bless you! We really have some place to be soon.”

The guy shakes his head and says, “Please don’t do that.”

Rachel snatches her hand back thinking he doesn’t want to be touched. “I’m so sorry! I touch when I talk. It’s my realtor’s curse.”

“No that’s fine. Just please don’t force your god stuff on me. Enjoy your table.”

Not in the mood for this argument, I turn and follow the hostess who is clearly annoyed. We make it to our table and Rachel is nowhere in sight. I get settled at the table, text her and wait. Minutes later, she and the guy who gave us the table appear. I am ticked off at this point because my friend has just ruined girls’ night by picking up a guy.

I vow to myself to have an appetizer then go home and catch up on Game of Thrones. I didn’t need this crap.

Rachel introduced the guy as Nicholas, a single engineer from Albany, who has agreed to pay for our dinner if we could prove the existence of God.

I laugh. Nicholas laughs. Rachels smiles smugly and invites the guy to sit across from us. I realize they are serious.


So, Nicholas wanted to know how God come into existence. Where did He come from?

The guy wasn’t asking a question that we all haven’t pondered at some point. I listened as my friend pulled out her Bible app and started reading excerpts of scripture from Psalms and Genesis.

Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, thou art God.

Psalms 90:2

The Lord reigneth, he is clothed with majesty; the Lord is clothed with strength, wherewith he hath girded himself: the world also is stablished, that it cannot be moved. Thy throne is established of old: thou art from everlasting.

Psalms 93:2

In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.

Genesis 1:1

Nicholas stopped her and asked her not to use the Bible. His argument was that you cannot prove something by reading from a book he doesn’t believe. He added that the Bible was put together by a group of scholars under the threatening direction of a British monarch. He couldn’t possibly trust it.

Ok, that was a fair point. But, how were we to defend our case for God without evidence?

I told Nicholas that the belief in the existence of God is based on faith. We are receptive to God’s will and to His word. God is the word and the word is God.

Nicholas wanted us to prove that the Bible was not just a book of old scriptures hand picked by people who wanted you to think and act in a certain way. I had no more energy to debate with this guy. My friend argued that God just exists. He is the beginning and the end. This is true but not good enough for our Atheist guest.

Nicholas thanked us for trying and left. Rachel and I went on with our night. Later, when I was alone, I thought of what I should have said to Nicholas and to anyone who questions the existence of my God.

The human being wants desperately to “understand” all. We lack the smallest amount of faith. We have issues with trust because the enemy has done a superb job in making us doubt the very existence of God.

For one to explain God is to put God into a continuum which is impossible. God is above all time, space, matter and explanation. If we serve a “God” who has limits, a beginning and an end, then we do not serve a God. The fact of that matter is that God is an inexplicable presence beyond our understanding. Our human being condition could not handle knowing as God knows or seeing as God sees. This is one of the reasons why so many have settled for worshipping the creation rather than the Creator (Romans 1:25).

Christians are a people of strong uninterrupted faith because we trust not in ourselves, but in the Lord.

Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. Proverbs 3:54