Okay, I was talking to a friend, aka: the pastor of the New Community Church of Spencer (which, in case you hadn't noticed has currently gone MIA), and he told me how he knows that God loves us... He presents his case to all the non-believers, atheists and agnostics in this way:
Pastor: Your honour, I am now going to provide the entire court with big pieces of fried chicken...
The fried chicken is passed out, everyone is contentedly munching on the chickeny goodness of it.
Pastor: I rest my case, your honour.
Judge: What case is that?
Pastor: I know that God loves us, because He made chicken delicious. And because chicken is so delicious, God must love us. He didn't have to make it taste so good, He doesn't have to do anything for us, but He did and He does. And I know that God loves us, because you are all enjoying that wonderful fried chicken. Case Rested.
And no one, not the atheists or the agnostics or the scientologists, can argue with that logic. Because the chickeny truth is inside them. They can not deny that chicken is amazing and therefore cannot deny that God loves them.
The entire world is harmonized in this fact and Chicken reigns supreme as the best example of God's Love, next to sending His son to die for us.
Now, the truth is, that there are many ways to tell that God loves us besides Chicken... for example: I wake up every morning to a beautiful sunrise and I sleep every night under a beautiful moon. I have a roof over my head and a bed to sleep in. And even if I didn't have these things, I would still know that God loves me because He sent His only (ONE AND ONLY) son to die a hideously painful death on a cross so that we would have eternal life with Him. If that doesn't spell out love, I don't know what does.
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