I am often a bit puzzled by those who claim to not believe in God. I guess what baffles me the most is their zeal to disprove those of us who do believe in God. I wonder why it really matters to them that much? After all, if there is no God, then why not just let us blissfully go about our merry way living in this dream world? After all, if God does not exist, what does it really matter in the end?If God does not exist, then our entire existence is the culmination of say 70 to 100 years of life on this planet. We all die, game over, that’s it! That means that in the end, all of our accomplishments, education, fame, fortune, and striving is all pretty much a waste of time. Because when we die, we are going to turn to worm food. We are all part of the ultimate statistic, 100 out of 100 people die! We cannot escape this, it is reality, whether we believe in God or do not believe in God.
If death is the end and that is all there is then I can’t really see the point of living a good moral life, caring for my fellow man, or for that matter caring about anyone other than myself. If death is all I have to look forward to, then I guessDarwinwas right in his observation of survival of the fittest. I can’t really see any higher purpose in life, so let’s eat drink and be merry for tomorrow we die. So maybe the party on dude mentality is really the best way to live.
For the sake of discussion, what if God does exist, and we Bible thumpers are right? What if we will face God, and have to give an account for our lives? What then? What if there is a heaven to be gained for those who acknowledged Him, and a hell to be feared for those who rejected Him? Would this affect the way we live? If we realized that we will have to answer to God for our actions, would this motivate us to live a better life? It certainly has affected billions of people world wide, who are Christians.
King Solomon considered the futility of all of man’s striving apart from God and made the following observations.
(Ecclesiastes 2:11-19) But as I looked at everything I had worked so hard to accomplish, it was all so meaningless. It was like chasing the wind. There was nothing really worthwhile anywhere. So I decided to compare wisdom and folly, and anyone else would come to the same conclusions I did. Wisdom is of more value than foolishness, just as light is better than darkness. For the wise person sees, while the fool is blind. Yet I saw that wise and foolish people share the same fate. Both of them die. Just as the fool will die, so will I. So of what value is all my wisdom? Then I said to myself, “This is all so meaningless!” For the wise person and the fool both die, and in the days to come, both will be forgotten. So now I hate life because everything done here under the sun is so irrational. Everything is meaningless, like chasing the wind. I am disgusted that I must leave the fruits of my hard work to others. And who can tell whether my successors will be wise or foolish? And yet they will control everything I have gained by my skill and hard work. How meaningless!