The Atheist Chronicles

I remember the day lost my faith. I was six years old and a fervent believer in someone more important to me than god or Jesus. I remember a cousin, about two years older than I was, whisking me down a dark hall. He had something important to tell me. In the darkness of that hallway he whispered in my ear: "There is no Santa Claus!" I was devastated to learn that Santa Claus was fiction that our parents told us as a way to get us to behave. From there it was not much of a stretch to atheism. No Santa Claus, no god. No god, no Jesus. No Jesus, no Heaven or Hell. No Heaven or Hell, no carrot and stick prodding one to live by all the strange rules of the Pentecostal religion.... In this book, I will look at atheism and the grounds for it and look at theism and the grounds against it. This book primarily addresses monotheist religious zealots. However, it cannot do that without some background on the history and evolution of religion.