I have been very open about being an atheist on Facebook and Twitter. I'm rather open about it in real life too, except to my parents. My dad's family is fairly religious and my aunt, who has seen all of my posts on atheism, has taken it upon herself to bring me back to God.
For those who don't know, I was raised Christian and was very involved in the church, to the point of being a missionary in India for a short time. After returning from the mission, I began to question my faith and it led, ultimately, to my abandoning it in favor of reason.
A few days ago, my aunt responded to a post of my on Facebook, telling me she was sorry I thought I was an atheist and that she would be praying for me. I responded by saying I didn't think I was an atheist, I knew it and it wasn't something I took lightly.
Today, in my email, I received another message from her:
I love you very much. I had a wonderful time getting to know you this summer and I hope you don't get mad at me, but I have to try to bring you back to God.
I am going to send you some books by Josh McDowell. He was an atheist and set out to prove God did not exist, well he found out that he does and is now a Christian. He spoke at our church in September. I don't know what books or research you did to come to the conclusion that there is no God, but please give me a chance to prove that there is a God. I think that deep down in your heart you know there is. There have been many times in my life when my faith faltered, but God has been with me through some terrible times and some great times. When Christopher was addicted to Meth, God was there. Even some of the people at re-hab could see that God had protected him through something's that should have killed him. I prayed unceasing for God to protect Chris and for Chris to go to Re-hab and get off the drugs and it happened. I went to sleep praying and woke up praying. Even Uncle John prayed. That was the biggy, but there have been many other times I could feel him with me, helping me to stand strong, or enjoying a good time. Everyday I wake up and thank God for my family, my friends and all the people of the world. The earth didn't just happen by accident, any more than a building gets built by accident. Somebody created it.
I love you very much,
I'm familiar with McDowell. I attended a seminar he gave in my hometown several years ago and I've read some of his books. I'm looking forward to eviscerating his arguments--who's with me? I'd like to blog about it here and get feedback from my fellow nonbelievers.