Divine Dialogs

It all started one Saturday, the day that I sinned. Well actually it wasn't my fault, it was all on the government, no even better, it was all on some bandit. That was the day when I got a message from God, when He punished me for my sin.
My sin was that I travelled the train without a ticket, but as I said, that wasn't my fault, not entirely at least. My bank pass was taken, 'swallowed', by the cash machine, but it wasn't, as I said before, the government’s fault. It was scanned at someplace. They couldn't say where, due to an ongoing investigation. There I stood, no cash, no bank pass and a train to catch that was almost leaving. I decided just to take the train and hope for the best. Adrenaline and blood rushed through my veins. Looking up by even the sound of the wind. I sat down next to an older lady, I thing she was in her mid-fifties. She looked at me and gave me a friendly smile. I, of course, smiled as friendly back to her. The trip from Haarlem to Amsterdam takes about twenty minutes and has one or two stations in between. It all went well, no controls, no one asking me for my ticket. Until just before Amsterdam, when the older lady spoke to me for the first time. She asked me a question that seemed rather pointless to me at that point, but as I look back I'm sure it was the beginning of God’s punishment.
"What are you going to do with Eastern?" (It was one week before Eastern at the time)
"Well, I'm not sure, just enjoying my long weekend I guess, and you?" (I was being polite) She looked at me without answering my question and then she said.
"You know that Eastern is an important holiday, don't you?" I kind of had a feeling where this was going, so I said.
"Well I am an atheist, Madame." She looked at me with big, astonished eyes like I just told her I could turn water in to wine. She remained calm, which took her a great effort, and said with a calm voice.
"So why don't you believe in God?" It was close or she would have added the word 'my son'.
"Well, I think that there are enough scientific facts that contradict the existence of God." I answered. Her eyes became even bigger.
"You know that there is a division in science, right?"
"What do you mean exactly Madame?"
"Well, there are scientist who do believe and there are who don't." This seemed rather obvious to me, it was like saying "There are people who are good at math and there are who aren't good in math." So I just knotted and hoped for a soon arrival at Amsterdam. Unfortunately God's punishment wasn't finished yet and the lady continued.
"For example there is a biologist who has written a book on the creation of mankind, where he gifs scientifical facts that God does exist." The train finally arrived in Amsterdam and I hoped my punishment had come to an end, but it didn't. The older lady kept on going about how important it was for a young guy like me to believe in God and to understand that He truly exists. While I smiled and knotted, I walked away as fast as I could and that was where it ended. I have had a message from God...
Never sit down to a friendly looking older lady again.