I know how you feel Jack. When I was 15 I had a really bad asthma attack and as I was suffocating I cried out to God with all of my strength until I blacked out. I felt as if I knew there was no God because he didn't answer me and was a died in the wool athiest for 12 years. I think it's imposible to talk someone into believing. I think it's almost as imposible as writing a mathematical equation that could make any girl sleep with you. Jesus even felt the same way that we did when he cried out: "My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?"

I thought it was really interesting when I found out he was quoting psalm 22, which is known as the cry of the righteous man. It was written about 1000 years before Jesus. I figure if your experiencing the same kind of things as Jesus, you must be doing something right Jack.

Psalm 22
[1] My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
Why art thou so far from helping me, from the words of my groaning?
[2] O my God, I cry by day, but thou dost not answer; and by night, but find no rest.
[3] Yet thou art holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel.
[4] In thee our fathers trusted; they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
[5] To thee they cried, and were saved; in thee they trusted, and were not disappointed.
[6] But I am a worm, and no man; scorned by men, and despised by the people.
[7] All who see me mock at me, they make mouths at me, they wag their heads;
[8] "He committed his cause to the LORD; let him deliver him, let him rescue him, for he delights in him!"
[9] Yet thou art he who took me from the womb;
thou didst keep me safe upon my mother's breasts.
[10] Upon thee was I cast from my birth, and since my mother bore me thou hast been my God.
[11] Be not far from me, for trouble is near
and there is none to help.
[12] Many bulls encompass me, strong bulls of Bashan surround me;
[13] they open wide their mouths at me, like a ravening and roaring lion.
[14] I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax, it is melted within my breast;
[15] my strength is dried up like a potsherd,
and my tongue cleaves to my jaws; thou dost lay me in the dust of death.
[16] Yea, dogs are round about me; a company of evildoers encircle me; they have pierced my hands and feet --
[17] I can count all my bones -- they stare and gloat over me;
[18] they divide my garments among them, and for my raiment they cast lots.
[19] But thou, O LORD, be not far off! O thou my help, hasten to my aid!
[20] Deliver my soul from the sword, my life from the power of the dog!
[21] Save me from the mouth of the lion, my afflicted soul from the horns of the wild oxen!
[22] I will tell of thy name to my brethren;
in the midst of the congregation I will praise thee:
[23] You who fear the LORD, praise him! all you sons of Jacob, glorify him, and stand in awe of him, all you sons of Israel!
[24] For he has not despised or abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; and he has not hid his face from him, but has heard, when he cried to him.
[25] From thee comes my praise in the great congregation; my vows I will pay before those who fear him.
[26] The afflicted shall eat and be satisfied;
those who seek him shall praise the LORD! May your hearts live for ever!
[27] All the ends of the earth shall remember
and turn to the LORD; and all the families of the nations shall worship before him.
[28] For dominion belongs to the LORD, and he rules over the nations.
[29] Yea, to him shall all the proud of the earth bow down; before him shall bow all who go down to the dust, and he who cannot keep himself alive.
[30] Posterity shall serve him; men shall tell of the Lord to the coming generation,
[31] and proclaim his deliverance to a people yet unborn, that he has wrought it.