h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Once upon a time, when I was only very small, I decided to be an atheist as I was pretty much disillusioned with life in general, and I found church services unbelievably boring because I was only about as high as the pews. And was not allowed to anwer questions in Sunday School because I was either right or had a really, really, *REALLY* annoying debate as to why my wrong answer was right.
So I became an atheist.
And then my parents said "well, what if God IS real?"
This got me thinking.
If God was real, then I would be going to Hell (please note this is the argument I used against myself when I was about seven/eight, so it will sound rather naive, well, very naive), because I had oppurtunity, and lots of it, to believe. Not only that, but if I had had a religion to replace it with, it would have been OK, but I had replaced it with a solemn belief that we were nothing special, just chemical soups.
Just a random chance.
Nothing.
Then why are we sentient? Random chance again? That's a lot of random chances.
And so this carried on, until I decided that there *might* be a God, so it would probably be best to recognise that He *might* be listening. And then I decided that He probably was listening.
And then I decided that He *was* listening.
So I stopped.

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Kind of like preventative action, if you believe now, then you forgoe the possibility of an eternity of suffering, therefore you are assured eternal happiness. But he's listening anyway, so its the right decision.