The Eskimo Did It.
This story has been floating around in the halls of AA for years. Have heard it a dozen different ways but the message is always the same. Here is a good version that I clipped off the internet someplace and was real popular among the guests.
A man is sitting in his local bar, having beers with the regulars. The conversation turns to spiritual matters and the man let's out a snort of disgust. "I don't believe in God. In fact, I know for a fact that God does not exist."
The bartender looks over in surprise. "Oh really? How do you know that?"
"Well," the man begins with total certitude, "it all happened last year. Remember when I went to Alaska? I got caught out in the wilderness, in the worst blizzard they'd had in a hundred years. I had no food, no idea where I was. No clue. I knew I was doomed. I prayed to God, begged him to save my life, told him I'd devote my life to him, if he only would save me from freezing to death. He didn't. He left me there in that blizzard to die."
The bartender and the other patrons stared back at him. Finally the bartender said, "Um, if you're sitting here talking to us, you obviously didn't die. What happened?"
"About ten seconds after I stopped praying, an Eskimo came by. He gave me some food and took me to his igloo so I'd have shelter for the night."
The bartender gave this a long pause. "And... this proves to you God doesn't exist?"
"Exactly! God didn't save me, the Eskimo did!"
A man is sitting in his local bar, having beers with the regulars. The conversation turns to spiritual matters and the man let's out a snort of disgust. "I don't believe in God. In fact, I know for a fact that God does not exist."
The bartender looks over in surprise. "Oh really? How do you know that?"
"Well," the man begins with total certitude, "it all happened last year. Remember when I went to Alaska? I got caught out in the wilderness, in the worst blizzard they'd had in a hundred years. I had no food, no idea where I was. No clue. I knew I was doomed. I prayed to God, begged him to save my life, told him I'd devote my life to him, if he only would save me from freezing to death. He didn't. He left me there in that blizzard to die."
The bartender and the other patrons stared back at him. Finally the bartender said, "Um, if you're sitting here talking to us, you obviously didn't die. What happened?"
"About ten seconds after I stopped praying, an Eskimo came by. He gave me some food and took me to his igloo so I'd have shelter for the night."
The bartender gave this a long pause. "And... this proves to you God doesn't exist?"
"Exactly! God didn't save me, the Eskimo did!"
