There is this story about two old fellows arguing about believing in God. There is no God, prove to me there is a God, says one of the fellows. Well now I’m not sure I can do that says the other fellow, you see, I believe in the almighty and feel very good about it, but I’m rather simple minded and can’t explain all things. I just know that when I die God will have someone at the gate waiting for me and I’ll see all my family again and oh what a time that will be. If there is no God that will be ok because I’ve had a good life, loved my family and my neighbor too. Now when you die and there is no God I guess we’ll hear you laughing at all us old fogies. But then again when you die and there is a God and he is at the gate, what are you going to tell him?
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