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A child born with an analytical mind is no more likely to believe in the miracle of Christ's resurrection than he is to believe in the Easter bunny. On the other hand, a child born with dull wits and a conformist mentality is very likely to embrace religious ideas. Let's say, of these two hypothetical children, the analytical child is compassionate and helpful, while the dimwitted child is mean-spirited and abusive. Are we to believe, a god wise enough to create something as elegant as our cosmos will punish the kind-hearted child with eternal hellfire, and reward the monstrous child with eternal bliss, simply because of genetic happenstance? One cannot chose one's DNA any more than one can chose their place of birth. Though, all those who are born in a place where people are ignorant of Christ are spared of hells torments, while those who are genetically disinclined to believe the story of Christ are sent to hell to roast forever in the unending flames of god's personal torture chamber.
We should also ask why believing in god is so important to god to begin with. If god wanted us to believe, he would only need to manifest. A personified view of the almighty himself would practically destroy all disbelief. A Christian would state that god chooses not to appear only to test us. But why would a kind and loving god devise a test that sadistic idiots could pass with ease, while good-spirited people, with skeptical predispositions, consistently fail. And how is that this is not a test of kindness, not a test of integrity, not a test of intellect, not a test of any of the virtues that all of humanity exalts, but instead a test of who can most strongly believe what cannot be seen. Not only does the test require us to believe in something that can be passed as imaginary, it requires us to believe in the specific manifesto of what you consider god.
It's like asking a person to pick what cup out of three a ball is under. I don't know, the person says, well you better know, because if you pick the wrong one, you fail the test. What if I don't chose any, the person asks. Well then, you still fail the test. Now imagine there are a thousand cups, a cup to represent every faith on earth. Getting to heaven starts to feel like playing the lottery. Now if there is a god that doles out rewards and punishments for those who do or don't believe in him, or then again believe in the right version of him, then, statistically speaking, almost nobody on earth is going to heaven.