A Committed Atheist
There was a professor of philosophy at USC who was a deeply committed atheist. His primary goal for one required class was to spend the entire semester attempting to prove that God couldn't exist.
His students were always afraid to argue with him because of his impeccable logic.
For twenty years he had taught this class
and no one had ever had the courage to go against him. Sure, some had
argued in class at times, but no one had ever *really gone against him*
(you will see what I mean later). Noboby would go against him because
he had a reputation.
In twenty years, nobody ever stood up. They knew what he was going to do next.
He would say, "Because anyone who believes in God is a fool. If God existed, he could stop this piece of chalk from hitting the ground and breaking. Such a simple task to prove he is God, and yet he can't do it."
And every year he would drop the chalk onto the tile floor of the classroom and it would shatter into a hundred pieces. All the students were convinced that God couldn't exist. Certainly a number of Christians had slipped through, but for 20 years they had been too afraid to stand up.
Well, a few years ago there was a freshman
who happened to get enrolled in the class. He was a Christian, and
had heard the stories about this professor. He had to take the class because
it was one of the required classes for his major. And he was afraid. But
for three months that semester he prayed
that he would have the courage to stand up no matter what the professor
said or what the class thought. Nothing they said or did could ever shatter
his faith, he hoped.
The professor shouted, "YOU FOOL! If nothing I have said all semester has convinced you that God doesn't exist, then you are a fool! If God existed, he could keep this piece of chalk from breaking when it hit the ground!"
He proceeded to drop the chalk, but as he
did it slipped out of his fingers, off his shirt cuff, onto the pleats
of his pants, down his leg, and off his shoe. And as it hit the ground
it simply rolled away, unbroken. The professor's
jaw dropped as he stared at the chalk. He looked up at the young man and
then ran out of the lecture hall.