If you take a look up out in the sky on a seemingly clear night, try and ask yourself how
             the stars, the moon and everything else came to be. Again the question of existence takes
             over your mind the same way it did everyone else's years ago. How did the world begin?
             What was the cause? Who was the cause?
             A couple of weeks ago, I had the most interesting conversation with my brother. Actually,
             it was more like a provoked conversation to help me begin this paper. I asked him, Do you
             believe that there is a God? A God who is said to be creator of all things, the one
             responsible for life and everything that happens to it? A being so mighty and great? Of
             course, like he and any other catholic would say, yes! From there I was anxious to begin
             an argument based on what I had learned from the previous topics in my philosophy class
             on the existence of God. I asked him how one can attach himself to such belief based on
             what others say, what he has heard and from a holy book that was said to have come from
             God but dictated by man? How could he put all reason of existence behind nothing he has
             experienced on his own but only what others claim they have? Then a light shined on me. I
             was expecting him to give me reasons that questioned my faith. Instead, he casually
             turned and threw a question back at me. Do you believe that there is such a thing as one
             million dollars? I hesitantly answered, yes, knowing what he was coming to. And then he
             asked me if I have ever seen one million dollars? I replied, no. From there I saw his
             What we believe has nothing to do with whether God exists.
             I was never raised with a solid basis of Christian influence. In fact, I was never made
             to attend Sunday school where I would be taught the whole essence of my religion. I did
             though, go to mass every Sunday with my family, only to find it very funny how I did not
             really know or understand anything about the religion. I did no...