When Prayers Aren't Answered 

"I prayed and asked God for a bike, but I remembered that's not how God works; so I stole a bike, and asked God for forgiveness."

Man the more I learn about religions, the more I realize how much time they spend explaining why they don't work.

Imagine just chilling in your living room and someone drives into it and said God sent them.

I’m gonna give god a parenting lesson here. As a parent if my child asks me for something, possible options include - granting their request - without ambiguity, clearly articulating why the request cannot be granted - clearly explaining what it would take to grant the request - if it will take some time I do my best to provide a reasonable timeframe to which I can be held to account Despite being a weak, squishy, not all powerful human without access to omnipotence and omniscience, I manage to use clear communication with words, in their language, verbally or by text. I don’t just silently ignore them and hope they figure out the mysterious lesson I’m trying to teach them, or ignore them because they’re misbehaved and hope they introspectively figure that out. Coz Y’know, that would be shitty parenting.

After 26 years of waiting for an answer from God, he finally answered my prayer last night; I said: God, if its your will that I become an atheist, say nothing........... Well amen!

"freedom of religion?" I was sent to the principal for not pledging allegiance to "one nation under God." Freedom of religion means freedom to not be Christian.

Prayer: because god already knows what you want, he just wants to hear you beg for it.

I heard a quote from a video by the friendly atheist that I like. “Believing in God is like doing a group project where God does none of the work but gets all the credit”. I like this quote a lot because it reminds me of how I felt about prayer when I was Christian. Anything bad that happened wasn’t God’s fault but the things that you or the people around you worked hard to achieve is all Gods doing. When you think about it feels kind of messed up.

my current wallpaper: “Live a good life. If there are gods and they are just, then they will not care how devout you have been, but will welcome you based on the virtues you have lived by. If there are gods, but unjust, then you should not want to worship them. If there are no gods, then you will be gone, but will have lived a noble life that will live on in the memories of your loved ones.” - Markus Aurelius

My dad recorded a goodbye video the day before he past away, a couple hours before falling into a coma. I struggle to watch that video not so much because of grief, but because he talks about how “people may think he did not have enough faith or pray enough but god knows his heart and this must be his plan.” However, knowing my dad, I could see the doubt in his face. I had already deconverted a couple years before at that point but was still “in the closet” about it. I cannot tell you how unhelpful and honestly, infuriating, it is that people use that video to tell me how much my dad “loved god and trusted in his plan” like it’s a good thing. I see it as a tragic story of someone who was confused about how he had spent his life serving god (his was a missionary) and rewarded with a painful and early death.

Always counter-pray other people's prayers. It's way more successfull

I grew up in a church that taught mental illness was demonic oppression or possession. Growing up with an intense fear of hell and demons didn't help my anxiety as you can imagine. Because I had no way of knowing what anxiety or depression actually was, (growing up taught psychology was basically witchcraft) when I would feel overwhelmed to the point of a panic attack, I believed it was a demon trying to get into my soul, which made the panic attack 10 times worse. I used to pray on my knees every night, begging for God to take my mental illness from me, but it would never leave. There was nothing more dehumanizing then praying for something fervently for years, while everyone, family especially, would blame the unanswered prayer on your own lack of faith. I appreciate your videos so much, thank you for posting!

I almost never prayed because I was told that God was omnipresent and always knew what was in my heart. Prayer just felt like God forcing me to say "please"

I'm a trans woman. When I was younger, before I fully understood what I was feeling or what being trans is, I used to pray that I would wake up as a girl. When that didn't work after years, I prayed that I wouldn't feel the way I did, because it made me hate myself and my life and I was told that it was wrong to feel that way. It never worked. Now, years later, I'm an atheist and a woman and happier than I've ever been. That wasn't any god that made that happen. It was me.

Can I just say how much I hate the phrase "give me a wife". She's a human being, not a chocolate bar.

When my aunt passed away (she was my mother figure, raised my sister and I) she was battling cancer. She passed away and that Sunday I went to church and the pastors wife came up to me saying she was praying for my aunt and knew she was going to be healed. I told her she passed away and her face went blank. She didn't even know what to say. I was so shocked that someone so "spiritual" could be so wrong... I knew her intensions were for good, but it was just so shocking.

15:37 That's disgusting. Imagine making someone feel like maybe they are the reason God might let their mom die. Absolutely despicable. I don't even think that's biblical. Doesn't the Bible say that you only need faith "the size of a mustard seed"?

If god “has a plan for you” meaning your destiny is determined beforehand. Why do we even pray? The future is determined already, how could it change because you pray? Paradox.

Prayer does work. I once prayed for god to never allow anyone else's prayers to ever come true, unless of course they prayed for something that could naturally occur on it's own (i.e rain on a cloudy day, chemo patient's cancer going away, etc), and sure enough my prayer was answered. Praise be too he.

One time I went to church with my partner and they had a missionary lady talking about her experience in Africa with her family. They were not very successful so the lady prayed to God asking what she had to do to start converting people. Apparently she had a dream which she thought symbolized her husbands death. She and her family prayed for months for her husbands health. Her husband later got cancer and died. She told their story and somehow got a lot of people to convert. So her whole message was basically “god” made her SACRIFICE HER HUSBAND so they could push religion on a couple people who would be fine without it. Even more fucked up everyone clapped afterwards and didn’t seem to realize how screwed up that is. It seriously pissed me off.

The podcast is fun, but I want to express how much I enjoy these features, and how much I appreciate the amount of work and effort goes into the script and editing. I appreciate the personal perspective you bring to these videos.

The whole "haven't prayed enough" thing really destroyed me as a Christian. I used to really struggle with prayer because I always felt like I wasn't saying enough, so I just had to keep on praying until it felt right... which can take a long time... Also, I'm still loving these videos

When people tell me that I never was truly Christian, all I can say is that I spent a lot of gut wrenching hours on my knees trying to make it work for me. I think maybe I always knew that I was atheist in the same way I have always known I am gay. Prayer, no matter hard I tried, always felt forced, fake, and futile. Other believers would come out of a prayer meeting exclaiming how strong the Spirit of the Lord had been present, and I thought, "Where? When? How come I missed it?"

One of my common prayers as a kid was asking for the wisdom of Solomon. Nearly 20 years later, I'm an atheist. Either my prayer was answered and it led me to atheism, or prayers don't get answered.

***trigger warning*** That one about the abuse really hit home for me. I used to sit up & cry my eyes out begging to God to help me escape my abuser who was also my step father. Nothing ever happened & I just felt like I was crying out to no one who was ever listening. After 13 years I was finally able to escape with no help from some miracle or higher power … but from me finally getting the courage to come out with my story & take him to court. Everyone prayed for him to get found guilty , he was found not guilty. Everyone prayed for my mom to be cured of her cancer, mom still died. The whole thing is nuts.

One thing about prayer that didn't occur to me while I was a Christian: we only pray for things that could come to us naturally, without supernatural intervention. For example, we might pray for money to fix a broken window, but we don't pray for the glass to become whole again. We pray for a cure to a disease but not for the return of an amputated limb. It's as if we are subconsciously doing our part to help perpetuate the myth that praying works.

When I was a child, I always wondered why god wouldn’t answer my prayers for help when I was being sexually abused by my stepfather and stepbrothers. I remember praying so hard to god to keep them from coming into my bedroom at night. Maybe it wasn’t god’s will and I HAD to be molested?

If prayer works, it means either god can be swayed by human desires, or that god requires begging before he heals baby cancer. Both of which are horrifying

Can't even count how many times I prayed for my mental illnesses to go away and they did not. Still have them but getting actual mental health care from trained professionals helps a lot more than prayer ever did.

I remember hearing of an experiment conducted within a hospital with two groups. One group that was treated normally, acting as the control group. The other group that was treated just the same, but was also prayed for. At the end of the experiment, the mortality rates, recoveries, etc had no significant deviance between the two. Prayer didn't help. The Christians' response? "You can't put God in a bottle."

i always wondered why some prayers are never answered, and people always told me "it's not God's will", but if he only does what he wants to, why even bother praying?

"Why do you only talk to me when things are bad?" I dunno, God, you saddled me with original sin and told me I'm hellbound without You, so maybe it's your fault things are little dark. Haha, just kidding, I'm agnostic and not Christian.

Well, in my memory, we in Canada never had prayer in school, and we've had almost 0 school shootings EVER. So...... yeah. Not sure what God is doing for you.

Your story about your mom really resonated with me and reminded me of my own: When recently reflecting on my time as a believer, I finally realized “the moment” when I stopped believing. My Southern, Christian family had sent me to this summer church camp every year since I was 5, and I loved going. When I was 10 or 11, my great grandfather got very sick while I was at camp. My GG and I were very close, and this was the first time that I was actually aware that a beloved family member was dying. So I did what any good Christian kid would do, and I fervently prayed for him, skipping fun activities with my friends to sit in the Chapel and pray. For weeks, I put his name into the the prayer request box, hoping that if I prayed enough, God would heal him or at least keep him around long enough so that I could say goodbye once camp was over. One night, we had some sort of special ceremony where we were told to scribble our deepest, most sincere prayer on a piece of paper that we then placed in a burning vat of candles so our prayers would be sent directly to God. I still vividly remember sitting on the ground with my friends, praying and watching the candles even after everyone else left. I was convinced that God would hear my prayers. After all, I had done everything “right,” according to what I was taught. Later that same evening, one of the camp counselors found me playing with my friends outside and took me back to our cabin. They had news for me. My great grandfather had just died, and my aunt would pick me up in the morning so I could attend the funeral. The counselor left me alone to pack my things. I was devastated, feeling abandoned and scorned by the God who I had been begging to help for weeks. I remember staring up at the ceiling on my top bunk, hiding from the other kids when they came back from bed. They were happy, talking about what they had prayed for and if it had come true yet. I cried myself to sleep. Despite my family’s persuasion, I never went back to camp nor spoke with any of my friends from there again. Looking back on it, I was definitely traumatized. I never really prayed again after that, and when I had a mini religious revival in high school, I fell out of that phase pretty quickly as the act of praying always felt so uncomfortable like I was talking to a brick wall. It wasn’t until years later when I made the summer camp connection that I understood why praying only felt performative for me. If you’ve read this far, I hope this story can help someone else understand their relationship with faith better. And thanks for a great video!

I've always liked Picard's line in TNG: "It is possible to commit no mistakes and still lose. That is not a weakness. That is life."

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When i was still a Christian, one of the things that haunted me for years was the death of one of my closest friends' mother. I was a dumb kid who believed in God and was convinced that if you 'ask and it shall be given unto you', God will answer. She was in the hospital, and i told my friend that she didn't have to worry, because i was praying for her mam and that meant everything would be okay. You can probably guess what happened that night The guilt over promising that to my friend and our failing ended up pushing me into a depression that lasted years. There were other factors ofc, but i remember everything feeling shitty after that. And then every time my friend expressed any atheist belief, I would blame myself for being so stupid as to promise something like that and make her unable to trust God Im over it now, but damn that guilt was painful

I like to imagine if two opposing football teams pray to god he flips a coin to determine who wins lol

You should have so many more subs. Religious Trauma Survivors need your message.

I prayed, pleaded, begged, fasted, and cried out for "god" to deliver me from my abusive home. I even made the effort to keep myself in church, but nothing happened. I had to stand up, and become my own hero. I got myself out of that situation, without him.

When I was a child, I was a spiritist. My mom woke up with a huge headache, and wanting for her to feel better, I prayed so her headache would go away. And she did get better. Because while I was praying she got painkillers. I honestly heard a response that day, but even then, I wondered if I imagined a response. Now I know it was my imagination

I love the "stories" that are a result of prayer. I'm not suspicious at all....

They say faith can move mountains and prayer works. Ive yet to see a single mountain moved or any amputee healed...

When you pray: Sometimes things work sometimes they don't. When you don't pray: Sometimes things work sometimes they don't.

When I was being assaulted for days on end, I prayed and prayed and prayed for the end of it. But it never stopped. It happened again when I was older, actually. And then, when I was at the lowest part of my life and was going to take it, I prayed again that if God really wanted me alive, to show me that he was real. Show me anything. Show me that my life had purpose and he wanted me alive. I got nothing. So I figure- either god wants me dead, or he doesn't exist at all

“Grace? She died 30 years ago!” Love that whole dinner scene!

I struggled with addiction while I was still a believer. I remember fervently praying for relief for years and years. I once asked my Christian based therapist what I should do to address my addiction: she said I should pray about it. My faith was dissolving at that point and that comment was one of the final moments that turned me away for good. I’ve been an atheist for quite a few years now and it’s strange how prayer is still somewhat present. Prayer was an outlet for emotion and pain that I so frequently engaged in. I will find myself occasionally talking to myself in an imitation of prayer. I lack the belief in a higher power but I still have wishful desires that I express in my head. Being raised with these beliefs certainly leave their mark on you Edit: spelling error

Prayer was something I struggled with for almost all my life as a believer, mostly because when it clearly wasn't working, I felt like I was doing it wrong. Thing is, I didn't blame myself for that. I got angry because I felt like I was being set up to fail. I was never told "the right way to pray," only the words. I asked so many people, looked it up, and not only did every. Single. Person. Have a DRASTICALLY different and often nonsensical answer to "how to pray properly," but it often was just rambling nonsense! I've since come to realize how much Christians really love speaking only in irrelevant metaphor to dissuade people from realizing that this stuff doesn't make any sense when you try to think about it through the subject itself, but that was probably the worst case of it for me. At the end of my faith, prayer was something that...I ironically enough, prayed for. That someday I would learn how to do this faith stuff right, and hoped that when I got older, I'd be more religious. It never happened. Just got more nerve-wracking and anxiety-inducing when I tried to pray for anything.

Love how god answers small daily things but not when all the people died of starvation in history praying for food

Sometimes I come and rewatch these videos because they’re soothing to me. I have a lot of trauma that came from trying to believe in a religion that didn’t make sense to me. A lot of trauma from praying and never seeming to get an answer. These videos have become therapeutic for me, and I hope everyone who’s struggled in their transition from believer to nonbeliever can find these videos.

Prayer did not stop my parents abuse. No loving father would watch their child being hurt and do nothing. Yet they say the Hebrew God is a loving father 🙄

Oh, victim blaming when prayers aren't answered! Sure love that. You said everything on my mind in this video so thanks haha ^^ I love your video editing style and all the cool movie and show clips 💕

I was stuck in a situation years ago where I prayed for MONTHS asking for God to help me get rid of my constant suicidal thoughts. Only because that's all my catholic school told me to do when I asked them for help; "Just pray it away." Been faithful for all of my life at that point, literally crying and screaming for the simplest relief of pain. I thought if what's is God's path is supposed to happen cause he knows what's best and having no sign or anything, I did attempt. The simplest request after having faith for so long only to get a "lol no" led me to question everything for once and I'm glad you share your experiences and more info on the church because it's giving more peace than k-12 catholic school ever did.

I was a Christian about 5 years ago. I was almost finished nursing school when my marriage fell apart. I prayed and prayed for God to renew my marriage, but eventually we separated and then divorced. I heard a lot of these excuses why prayer didn't work, but there's another one to add to the list - you made your marriage into an idol, so God had to take it away. That one was not only ridiculous, but really hurtful, and it puts God in a really bad light. Over the next couple years I felt like my faith didn't make sense anymore, and now I'm an atheist - my divorce was part of the reason. I felt like I was being screwed over. On top of that, as a Christian I was supposed to give God all the credit for my success in school. When I lost my faith, I gained the realization that I'm the one who made it possible to become a nurse. THAT is far more empowering.

"We prayed over the football field and no one got injured." Meanwhile god is giving kids cancer and letting his guys touch their altar boys. Gotta keep those football players safe though.

"This is reminding me of that gun episode of Bojack". *Uses a Clip from said episode* "Am I a god?"

I find praying is a good outlet for your feelings like writing in a journal (prayer journals are a thing too), doing audio journals, or doing meditation. I don't do it often except in times of great fear, and it eases my nerves a bit. It was never a habit instilled in me as a child though, despite having a religious family. It's horrible to blame someone for not praying hard enough. That's not guilt anyone needs on their mind.

Kinda find it interesting(although it wasn’t a mass shooting) that one of the worst school massacres in the US happened before prayer was taken out of public school back in the 1920’s

I'm sure my dad told me his father lost his faith in WW2. He had prayed for the bombs to stop and yet they still came. The amount of suffering he saw turned him away forever.

The weirdest prayer story I ever heard was an anecdote I was told by someone in church when I was about 12 or 13. He told me a pastor of a struggling church asked god to remove the obstacles that were holding the church back. That same week, the pastor died and the church subsequently flourished. Morbid lesson in “be careful what you wish for” I guess.

I see prayer as a compassionate gesture, but praying for someone calls into question several things: 1. If God can help a victim, couldn't he prevent the crime to begin with? 2. If God is all-knowing, why does he need us to beg to him before he decides to help? 3. How much prayer do we need until God solves the world's problems?

The three replies to Prayer: Yes No Not yet So basically just confirmation bias?

I had surgery earlier this year. My last statement before I went under was "Doctor. I trust you, your knowledge, your experience and your skill." It never crossed my mind to pray.

This episode really hits home. My husband and I have struggled with infertility for years. I used to believe that it was God's will and that he was punishing us for some unknown or insane reason. But I started to realize that it just was not true. There are plenty of people I know who have horrible parents. Some who have been very abusive and left deep scars in people I care about. It made me realize that if there was a God, why would he allow that to happen. I am not saying my husband and I are perfect, but I truly do not believe we would ever be so cruel to our children. It just makes no sense. And prayer did nothing. Or I should say, the only thing it ever did was make us feel worse. Like we were not worthy. Side note, it makes me angry when people try to justify things like school shootings. As if it is God's will. This is not a God I want anything to do with.

As someone deconstructing right now, this made me tear up. Thanks for putting out this content, it really helps

God: "Now that you've all prayed enough, I'll stop all the school shootings." *Turns all the guns in America into Bibles* Americans: "Noooooooooo!"

True story, when I was around 14 my cousin's dog had puppies but one was sick. Being an animal lover I prayed for it to be healed. It died the next day. That was the last time I asked God for anything. 🤬

You know what's weird, I'm a Christian (not an evangelical), but this is video is really great. Far better to be an atheist than to torture yourself with the garbage these TV preachers spew.

"They have the right to pray, I don't think there's anything more important than that." I would argue that the right *not* to pray is up there too.

Prayer was one of the first cracks in my shelf. Somewhere deep inside I realized that I couldn't believe in a God that knew what was best for me, loved me, but wouldn't do it unless I asked in the right way, with the right motivations, at the right time, fervently enough. I wasn't mad at God, I just didn't see the point in my own muddled confused ideas getting in the way of his perfect plan for me.

This channel is so underrated. Rare the algorithm gives me stuff leving me wanting more. :)

I talked to a Jehova's witness that actually told me that prayers don't even work, and that god doesn't respond to your prayers, because satan is in control of this world right now, and he doesn't want to interfere with satan's world. But this literally means that god handed over the earth to satan just to prove a point. So many people's suffering could've been avoided if god didn't a have an superiority complex. He is literally the most powerful being and needs validation from one of his angels. It's as if Jeff Bezos lent his position to a warehouse worker and let him run the company into the ground just to prove that the warehouse worker couldn't handle the responsibility of being a CEO. That's just pathetic.

I've been questioning god sense I was young. I remember sitting in a car while mom was driving home, they would say that God is all knowing and all that good stuff, so my 7 year old self thought he must be able to read minds sense he knows everything. So I looked up into the sky and said in my head "God, if your real, give me a sign." Nothing happened. Boy did I feel disappointed

Over the last year or so, I've started to lose my faith and it all started with prayer after prayer not getting answered. My aunt passing away after praying for her healing, being unemployed for 6 months and praying before each interview and then being passed over for the job, (The job that ended my unemployment came from the 1 interview I didn't pray before going to) praying for help with bills while unemployed and instead incurring late fees and overdraft fees, and many other unanswered things. But it's crazy just how ingrained and almost ritualistic prayer has been in my life. After all those unanswered prayers I'm almost scared to pray for anything. It's always been normal to pray for someone I care about to be safe when going on a trip, but now I'm afraid to. But it feels so strange not to, so I totally understand when Trevor said he didn't want to lose prayer. I'm in the process of deconstructing my faith and so far, prayer and dealing with grief are 2 things I'm still feeling lost on; but videos like this help a lot. So thank you, and keep it up!

I remember in my elementary school they had a moment of silence every morning for those who wanted to pray, but nobody was forced to (and in fact most didn't). And no one ever got bullied for praying or not praying. Nobody really cared wether you did or didn't. I think that was good. That way everyone could do or not do what they did or didn't believe in.

Judge Judy hit me so hard 😂😂 absolutely perfect *chefs kiss*

Do you think Abel was praying to God that he would come and save him from his brother murdering him? He made all the right sacrifices and was in his favor, but for that one moment he "wasn't praying right" and God had " no obligation" to help him?

Back when I was a kid growing up with Religion, I could pray till my mind went numb. I don't recall any of my silly kid prayers being answered. Not once. None of it made any sense and 50 years later, it still doesn't. I love my Freedom from Religion.

My favorite messed up thing I was taught in church was that you should pray for God's will to be down. That was such a simple way to trap people into never realizing that their prayers werent answered

I was that abused child. I prayed every single day for god to make me 'more obedient' so I would stop being beat. Or for my parents to be more merciful. Neither ever happened. I just got too big to legally smack around (my last 'spanking' was at 17. I highly suspect it only stopped because it would have become assault at 18)

i fucking adore this show. thank you thank you thank you. i love not feeling alone. it means so much to hear another nonbeliever talk about the struggle. me personally? prayer is like medication. if i dont make regular use of it, i dont do well. i know im talking to my own brain, and that doesnt bother me a bit. i have a mental health practice that serves me well and provides me with the ritual i crave. im grateful for that. i miss believing in god, but i dont miss the greatest heartbreak of my life- that god either allows evil for reasons that dont matter, or gets off on it. i'll never go back to being a slave to that mutherfucker. im happy now, because im free.

The story at 7:33 reminds me of a story I heard at church about 45 years. A man at our church asked another man if he could borrow his car for a job interview. Man #2 loaned Man#1 the car. As he was driving to his destination, Man #1 prayed for a sign whether this job was right for him. Within about five minutes the car ran out of oil and the engine seized. Everybody at church (except Man #2) thought this was very funny.

If you think about it from the perspective of a non-believer, prayer is just thinking intensely and intentionally about something. Usually about things like the circumstances in your life, the people you love, that sort of thing. Maybe that's why people like the video creator liked doing it so much when they were believers. I personally think it's one of those wonderful things that can carry over once you've lost your faith. I don't do this, but I could even imagine it being a regular daily routine, something like quiet meditation or "me time." Those are just my rambling thoughts that I've had for a while about the role of prayer in the non-supernatural realm. Loved this video, so happy to see when you drop a new one.

Great video, just subscribed. This is similar to that “praying to a jug of milk” video I watched time ago. Same results. When I was a believer I was never very good a praying. I usually got bored and quickly distracted. I’m a happy atheist 😊

I haven’t finished the video yet but it was years of years of unanswered prayer that I was like hm… I think I’m just talking to myself…

Watching this video, i now realize that i never was a full time believer. I always felt so disconnected and away from faith. The only times i consistently prayed were in meals, Sunday and for special people. My parents weren't different either. They prayed even less than i did.

Listen I'm not saying you're entitled to everything you want from someone because you support and love them, but when you more or less do everything they ask of you to the letter, and then when you ask something of them you can't even be sure if they're even listening, let alone actually be willing to do it, and getting blamed for THEM not anteing up on their end of the relationship because of some manipulative self-doubting judgmental excuse, it kinda seems like you're being used to fuel someone's massive ego. Like you're "friends" with someone who constantly cheats of your schoolwork and borrows money from you, but when you ask for the money you're owed or for a ride in their car they hit you with a "I got you next time".

I really like your guys' videos. They are well-edited and put together. I had a heated argument about prayer after reading Hitchens' book, "God is Not Great". I told my wife, "If prayer work---how can you justify prayer if it did not save your stepdad from Covid?" It just always seems strange that both sports teams pray before and game and invariably----one team loses. Bizarre how that doesn't work.

I only ever prayed once: for God to stop existing, it seems to have worked.

This was something I struggled with when I was Christian. I'm just realizing how fucking Toxic it is. It's that popular trope "Loudly acknowledge the hits, ignore the misses."

I remember I was having a lot of trouble with my Spanish quiz once so just for fun I prayed to Satan instead. I got a damn 98%. I'd be lying if I said that one didn't scare me a little. Like "Ffs did I just sell my soul for an A?"

That Francis Chan sermon caused me so much anxiety for a long time because I was terrified that I wasn't saved because God doesn't answer my prayers. I think about it often

I have lost my faith in religion as I’ve continued to live with many medical issues and surgeries. Most were done when I was an infant and a kid but whenever my grandmother tells me that many prayers were said for me during those times I slowly lost belief that God was why I was alive. Nah, it wasn’t God, it was thanks to my surgeons and the many nurses around.

I would be absolutely livid if my mom or dad was in hospice and some strangers told me to leave the room because I didn’t have enough faith, who tf are they lol

Great video as usual, just gotta say I really appreciate the Judge Judy gif during the sermon clips 👌

The thing about praying (well to me) it was quite similar to therapy but without someone being able to talk back. I can see why my mom is such a believer as she sees god as someone she can tell everything to with no judgment and finally release her issues on. that great feeling of being heard by someone really does a lot.

When politicians ask for donations, send them thoughts and prayers.

"Prayer works, also god has a perfect plan and everything happens according to god's plan." Then why pray? Either he's already doing what you want cause that's the plan or he's not doing it cause it's not the plan. Best case it's a waste of time. Worst case you change a perfect plan to an imperfect one.

When I was in grade 6 I prayed for God to save my 7 year old brother dying from meningitis, but that was not his will. In grade 7 I prayed for a laptop to play runescape on and got one for my 13th birthday. Who am I to question the will of the lord?

You’re my favorite preacher.