If you haven’t already, you should read this post by Amy Welborn. It includes a column her husband wrote a few days before his unexpected and untimely death a few days ago, the subject of which is…unexpected and untimely death. It’s really a little spooky, and very inspiring.
Related, this post by Jennifer at Conversion Diary. She’s a former atheist who writes very powerfully of her conversion. In this post, occasioned by a tv program on the situation of prison inmates awaiting execution, she describes the fear of death she had as an atheist:
The date of our extinction was coming up soon, getting closer by the second. The only difference between a death row inmate and anyone else, in my eyes, was that the prisoner knew the date. I had those same questions that inmate expressed: Why play cards? Why watch TV? Why read a book? Sure, you might have momentary pleasure or gain some knowledge, but it was all fleeting, and it would all disappear — along with you — upon your impending extermination. And the clock was ticking. We were all dead men walking.
It felt wrong — deeply, uncomfortably wrong — to think about all of this. And upon my conversion to Christianity I realized why…
If I were an atheist looking at the human race with scientific detachment, I would find it puzzling that the people most at peace in the world are those who believe in what I regard as an illusion. How did it come about that we are so ill-adapted to the world, especially if it was a process of adaptation that produced us?
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