"I, Jesus, have decided to love you. That decision is infinite. It is filled with all the ramifications of eternity. It is a decision that never wavers.I always follow through on My Love Decision even if it does not feel like it. My Love does not depend on feelings. It is there through emptiness, through fullness, in all the variations in between. I share My Love emotionally at times or when it is in your best interests I give My Love, but you may not be aware of it".
Well, this is awkward. We'll ignore the part where I'm a guy and you're against that though.
Since you've decided to love me, that indicates that there are others that you decide not to love. What could I do to stop you from making the offer. Given that I'm not interested, even if you're real. And of course, you're not.
And eternity? I can't stand watching a hour of any given reality show. Why would I want to spend an eternity in some undefined place that you insist is wonderful but for which you will not provide a description. Frankly, it doesn't sound the least bit interesting. Especially if you're guessing that I will love it. Because you haven't been right about anything else regarding me.
"I desire to have a deep loving personal relationship with each soul because I created you as an extension of My love. Once you are with Me in heaven, you will experience such a personal love for Me that you will even become one with Me. This life is a test of your faith in Me, and a place to work on perfecting your love for Me. Every time that you visit Me in Adoration or receive Me in Holy Communion, you have a small taste of heaven, and My deep personal love for you.”
Now wait a minute. You just said you have "decided" to love me in the first paragraph, and now you are telling me that you desire to have a deep loving personal relationship with each soul. Which is it? If there are decisions to be made, it seems like some would be rejected. If you love each soul, then there should be no need for you to decide.
And how special is love if you have it for absolutely everyone. The love I have in my life for other humans is special because I don't apply it to everyone. I'm nice and all to as many people as I can be, but I don't love everyone. And you're going to have to do a lot of explaining before I accept that you love us all. I've known dozens of people in my life who pleaded with you to help them since you have said that you love them, and their kids still died of cancer or they still had to have a leg amputated or they still died while lost in a snowstorm (I'm assuming that the last one prayed to you since he was an avid churchgoer. I wasn't there to be with him or help him or he would have lived, because I was familiar with the area where he got lost and I would have been able to save him.)
I, on the other hand, an atheist for over 50 years, am healthy. I take no meds, I need no doctors, I work every day experience only slightly more discomfort in the evening than I felt when I did the same thing 20 years ago. I can still hike in the mountains and run across a parking lot in the rain. Why am I doing fine when so many of the devoutly religious people I know are dead, many of them suffering greatly via cancer, strokes, accidents and the like. You claim to be this great and loving being, and you didn't protect them from jackshit while here I sit, not wanting a second of your love, even if you are real, and I'm doing fine. Your priorities are frickin' strange. And unwelcome. If you're real. Which of course you're not.
“When I ask you to pray I simply ask you to confide in Me, in your own simple words. In your own way. In your private thoughts. I hear everything. I see all. I feel what you feel. I am with each of you standing beside you, just waiting for the day when you will finally surrender to My Call.You have nothing to fear from Me for My Love for you will overcome any darkness, which keeps you distant from Me”.
Having not needed prayer so far in my life, and not expecting to live so much longer that I need to go bananas in the fruity for Jesus movement, I see no reason to start now. I have no darkness. And any distance the two of us experience from each other is all your fault, given that you don't actually exist.
Some crackpot who knows how to spell the english variant of your name does though.