His Christmas gift, of course, is to let all of us atheists know that we are wrong and we can totally stop hating Christmas because he can prove god is real.
He can’t prove that, of course. At least not with the arguments he presents as they are unconvincing and make wild assumptions about facts that aren’t actually facts. There is not broad agreement, for instance, among historians that Jesus rose from the dead since there are no eyewitness accounts that were written anywhere near the time it is reported to have taken place.
What drives me crazy, though, is this notion that I’m sitting around and sulking about Christmas. Damn those Christians smearing their holiday in my face! Why won’t someone just prove that God exists to me so I can be happy?
God does not make people happy. People are happy or not. I’m generally pretty happy. Even when it’s Christmas.
Heck, this might blow the author’s mind but I’m even a little bit happy because it’s Christmas.