Dr. Craig, really good questions have come in the reasonable phase.

A lot of these you've addressed on the question of the week and we have a few more here that

we'd like for you to address. We've got question number one here. He says,

I'm an atheist, curious about the existence of God. In particular, your argument from the

history of the resurrection interests me. But most importantly for me, a layman about history

and philosophy in general. And as you've mentioned it, to be so for yourself would be to receive

that self-authenticating inner witness of the Holy Spirit. I know it might not be straightforward

to answer, but for someone who fears I might simply never know enough or even simply fail

to see the force of other apologetic arguments. They don't presently convince me. I really

feel the need to ask, how do you ask for such an experience? Do you ask for it in the first

place? What kind of experience might one expect? How to be sure it is not illusory? I definitely

want to at least go the route of allowing such a self-authenticating experience of the Holy

Spirit into my heart before resigning belief in it to the neutral place that it really has right

now for good. This is Sebastian in the United States. Well, I want to commend Sebastian for his

openness to seeking the Lord. As he said, the answer to this isn't straightforward. There isn't a

recipe that you can follow to find the Lord and the witness of the Holy Spirit. But the promise of

the Scriptures is in the words of Jeremiah, you shall seek me and you shall find me if you seek

for me with all your heart. So what we're talking about here is a spiritual quest, a longing for God,

a hungering or thirst for God that is humble and open rather than proud and presumptuous. And I

think it's perfectly appropriate to ask God to meet with you in your experience. Tell him in

prayer, God, I want to know you if you are there, speak to me, draw me to yourself and wrestle with

God in prayer, contend with God in prayer. Go to him again and again on your knees, seeking for him

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