Jayne needed a friend to help her on her newfound spiritual journey. That's when a phone call came through from none other than her ex-husband's wife, Liz. God has a wonderful way of working things out.
I was boarding a plane flying from Auckland to Sydney, thinking, “I hope no-one sits next to me. I am so tired that I just want to go to sleep.” You can guess—as soon as that thought came into my mind a young guy plonked himself down next to me.
I shouldn’t have told the taxi driver I was going to the Atheist Convention. “So they’ll sit around saying there’s nothing up there, it’s nothing,” he said in a Middle Eastern accent, fingering his prayer beads. “These people are mad!”
I [used to believe] I was the one on the right track and [atheists] would burn in hell. I’m [now] happy to say . . . I’m going to burn with you.”—Teresa MacBain, former United Methodist Church pastor, and self-proclaimed atheist convert.