My beliefs are not unshakeable. They are not irreversible. I can be unconvinced. I question my beliefs constantly. Right now, this is what I believe. I constantly consider all evidence.
It doesn’t matter whether we would disagree about my evidence. I am 100% responsible for myself. I am not trying to convince you of anything to include what I believe. I have read much of what the atheists and people who believe differently from me here have written and I consider it carefully. Some is more convincing to me than others, but I consider it all.
Eyewitness testimony is often wrong. I have been an eyewitness to crimes and have decided after thought that my testimony is tainted because what is seen in a flash from a single perspective is often mistaken. I have testified at times that I could not be sure about many of the details and I am sure I have pissed off a prosecutor at least once, but I have to do what I believe is right.
When I speak of experiences, I am not speaking of some momentary flash as the robber blasts past me after robbing a 7-11. I am speaking of coincidence after coincidence against all probability.
Let me give an example. I have been struggling with a parent that I care deeply about who had to be placed in a nursing home. The stress and horror of this event was bordering on more than I could bear and was seriously affecting my health. I prayed in the car for help. At that moment, I turned on Christian radio, which I am loathe to do and actually just let the radio scan for it. I don’t like any Christian radio at all, nor any TV preachers, but for whatever reason, I did. At that moment, a preacher who I don’t particularly care about was discussing that Christians must turn their concerns over to the Lord. Could that have been a complete and utter coincidence? Absolutely. Was it a pretty big one, you betcha. The last time I turned on some preacher on radio was years ago and I would rather listen to rap and stick large fiery needles in my eyes so for me to do that and to get that response is a pretty big coincidence.
As an isolated incident, while pretty weird, it isn’t that convincing. When I add that to the 100,000 other coincidences, a pattern emerges. That moment added to my evidences, but again, nobody else can understand just how weird that moment was because they aren’t me.
You can question my evidences all day long, but again, I have been believing in Jesus for 30 years and while all those coincidences mean nothing to nobody else, they ARE my life. What in the world would I believe over that?