Jillian Campbell doesn’t believe in God. When local pastor Jim Preston claims to be an agent of God called a Deiform, and declares that Jillian is one too, she dismisses him as a kook. Two days later, Preston is dead, and Jillian stands accused of his murder.
Jillian, who used to believe in God but lost her faith, wonders why she should care about anything , since we'll all be snuffed out, anyway. She's essentially asking whether life has meaning without God. If this life is all there is, what do all our struggles mean? Does it matter if we learn and grow? Is all suffering senseless? Why are we here? Why should we care? If we do away with God and insist that life has meaning, regardless, are we deluding ourselves?
The Deiform Fellowship One: The Atheist
What was the point? Why was she so hell-bent on clearing her name when she’d cease to exist? In a hundred years, just about everybody on the planet would be dead, and life would steamroll on as if they’d never existed. Some might be remembered through history, but most would be forgotten. The drama, the tears, the joys, the stress, the accomplishments, the pain, the growth as a person—pointless. All for absolutely nothing. So why bother? Why care? Because the human race progressed? Really? There was still war, still murder, still greed, still hate, still people bitching about trivial problems and coveting the latest gadget, while many in the world didn’t have enough food to eat. So why give a shit?