Why do Christians think that their prayers yield any results ? Obviously atheists regard prayer as about as effective wearing one’s lucky socks Christians really seem to think that their prayers are answered. Why? Is it akin to the Barnum effect? Like I go through life and don’t notice silver Hondas but then someone I know buys one so I start to notice them and I see sliver Hondas everyone because now I am looking for them. What do you guys think? Also I just found this gem from the Rev George Carlin I wanted to throw in. I love this guy and I mourned his passing, he was a very wise man.
“You know who I pray to? Joe Pesci. Joe Pesci. Two reasons; first of all, I think he’s a good actor. Okay. To me, that counts. Second; he looks like a guy who can get things done. Joe Pesci doesn’t f**k around. Doesn’t f**k around. In fact, Joe Pesci came through on a couple of things that God was having trouble with. For years I asked God to do something about my noisy neighbor with the barking dog. Joe Pesci straightened that c**k-sucker out with one visit.
I noticed that of all the prayers I used to offer to God, and all the prayers that I now offer to Joe Pesci, are being answered at about the same 50 percent rate. Half the time I get what I want. Half the time I don’t. Same as God 50-50. Same as the four leaf clover, the horse shoe, the rabbit’s foot, and the wishing well. Same as the mojo man. Same as the voodoo lady who tells your fortune by squeezing the goat’s testicles. It’s all the same; 50-50. So just pick your superstitions, sit back, make a wish and enjoy yourself.
And for those of you that look to the Bible for it’s literary qualities and moral lessons; I got a couple other stories I might like to recommend for you. You might enjoy The Three Little Pigs. That’s a good one. It has a nice happy ending. Then there’s Little Red Riding Hood. Although it does have that one X-rated part where the Big Bad Wolf actually eats the grandmother. Which I didn’t care for, by the way. And finally, I’ve always drawn a great deal of moral comfort from Humpty Dumpty. The part I liked best: "and all the king’s horses, and all the king’s men couldn’t put Humpty together again." That’s because there is no Humpty Dumpty, and there is no God. None. Not one. Never was. No God”
I asked the Atheist because the Christians would just tell me that I would have believe and open my heart to Jesus and I would experience a fulfilling personal relationship with our lord.
Technorati Tags: atheists, bad wolf, barnum effect, george carlin, half the time, hondas, horse shoe, joe pesci, leaf clover, literary qualities, little red riding hood, lucky socks, mojo man, moral lessons, noisy neighbor, red riding hood, superstitions, three little pigs, voodoo lady, wise man