Gracious, the typical and dreaded straw man fallacy!

So God has forsaken your world, does not mean he's forsook my own.

I've seen paradise, it's glorious, and shall be seen again.

Yet what do I need to testify to a militant blasphemer for? I'm not an evangelist, I'm an Archbishop, I could not care less what you believe, refuse to believe, where and how you do it.

I'm not here to save you from the pits of Hell, that's not my job.

And yet you little rats constantly insist upon pushing your fallible little useless opinions on a flock that's perfectly content the way they live.

I'm safe to say I've not wasted my lifetime, that's purely an idiographic matter.