“Knock, knock.” A girl said no older than 18
“Who’s there?” A boy said around the same age.
“Oh come on that’s rubbish!”
“But true, God, Who!? The whole idea sucks, it makes me angry, but I know it shouldn’t. It’s just a bad joke, and I feel my anger just affirms it, as if there were something to be angry about.” She said smiling as she walked with the boy through the streets of a city.
“You’re thinking too much, you always do, just ignore it, it’s not like it’s hard. They are just like sports fans, or chavs, or snobs, all obsessed over something. You have to let them be.” He replied nearly laughing, but the girl’s features hardened.
“Ignore them? For how long can we ignore them? You’d think thousands of years of absurd stories and no evidence, let alone truth would knock some sense into them. It’s a death of a thousand qualifications, every time we question they answer with another circumstantial, un-provable, lame-ass answer. Their time is over, but they hang on like leeches, they were wrong, they just can’t accept it.”
“But you could never prove that.”
“I don’t have to, all I have to do is make a difference, get rid of them, you can judge me afterwards.”
“Ooh get you, little miss revolutionary.”
“It has to start some time.”
“It has to start somewhere, what better time than now, what better place than here” He said mockingly in an American accent, to mimic the Rage lyrics. “You’re such a Renegade of Funk ma’ dear”
“You can shut the #### up Charlie; you have no clue whatsoever, the world could be so much better without all this…this, ####.”
“What did you say?”
“’Fair enough’, jeez lighten up Sera, it’s a nice day, the sun is shining all that stuff.” Charlie said, bored of the conversation.
Sera gave a little laugh, the reality of being a teenager kicking back in, so she hit Charlie lightly. They walked on in silence both smiling, looking around at the shops; maybe they would see someone they knew. But then fate twisted cruelly and a Gideon jumped them with preaching’s of faith and pamphlets of zeal.
“Hello sir, madam, I was wondering if I could have just a small amount of your time, to tell you about the Lord?” He said, a clean shaven man, not too smart, but certainly formal.
“Erm, okay, yes go on, tell us, justify yourself.” Sera said, her smile now a smirk.
“Oh disbelievers are we? Well I myself was once a disbeliever, I did drugs, I drank, I was a mess I found faith and salvation in Go-“
“And look where you are now, well done.” Sera said sarcastically, time to take control “Sir, why exactly do you believe in God, what proof do you have?”
“Don’t be so foolish, you are all so ignorant, I am sorry to insult you, but proof is an easy way, God challenges us with faith, we must believe utterly in him, we need no affirmation of his glory, our lives are enough proof.”
“Faith, hmm, good answer. But how did god save you?”
“Err, I saved my self through my conversion, my belief in God has made me better.”
“So you have affirmed him, thereby removing the object of your so called faith?” Sera said, Charlie just hung back and let her do her stuff. It was cruel, but hilarious.
“That’s where youa re wrong, yes my life has improved, but you would still not call that proof, and I do not use my life story as proof, merely evidence in ways of persuasion, don’t try to bend my words girl, you are condemning yourself.”
“No you are condemning your self, you believe in a god who neither exists nor is sane to believe in. You think he made time and space the entirety of existence, and yet nothing made him, for some reason he is male, for some reason, he, a perfect being, in all his wisdom and love, made an imperfect world, and punished us for his mistakes. Don’t try to lecture or preach to me, if your god truly exists he has already forsaken you, why think you can ever get back into his grace.”
“God is testing us, and to me this is just another test, or perhaps a temptation by the devil-“
“The devil, another flaw, why not give in to the devil, he isn’t going t punish you, you would simply be doing what he wants, he would reward you for turning from god, unless of course you think God made Satan tempt us, as another glorified test. Then God isn’t all loving. And if Satan can challenge God’s power then he is all-powerful. And if God couldn’t foresee such a thing then he isn’t all-knowing.” Sera said, she was really enjoying this.
“God moves in mysterious ways child”
“No Allah moves in mysterious ways, but they are really the same thing so I’ll forgive you on that one. And if that is really true, why does the bible attempt to lay down so many rules, and appraise ‘His’ power. You bend, break and make adjustments to every contradiction you holy scripture throws at you, we were supposedly made in God’s image imparted with some of his power, how come he is so different in his thinking?”
“You know I haven’t the answers child, if you think you are winning any arguments then think again there are plenty of people more cunning and smarter than you, and they could show you the truth.”
“Why should cunning matter, unless you were lying, and I find it odd how you put so much trust in something you yourself don’t know all the facts about, if you think you are doing God’s work when you claim not to understand ‘Him’ then why bother? You are fool like the rest of them” At this insult the man began to look enraged, Charlie was worried.
“Come on Sera lets go”, he said calmly, “This guy isn’t worth it, we’ve had our fun let him be”
“Sure, I just hope, for his sake, he starts to question his faith; he could do so much more.” She said as they moved off leaving a fuming but relieved preacher, thinking how he had deserved such a situation.
“Haha! That was great; I should do it more often, want to visit a church tomorrow?” Sera said, beaming, she was never like this, arguing so strongly made her so vibrant and full of energy.
“You know I think that’s a great idea. Should be fun, I don’t think I have a problem making a scene in a church, fee speech and all, I may even do a bit of the talking, hah!” Charlie replied, a strange buzz flowing through him, this could go somewhere.
“Good it’s settled then, imagine what they will think when we come ‘a’ knockin’ on their mighty doors!” Sera finished, she was already looking at the possibilities, a hobby it would be. Such a chance event could lead to such a fun pastime, we’re so sad, she thought.