Heres a story I found on the Internet, and altered a bit here and there:

One day in Slovenia, an atheist was jogging in the woods. He was enjoying the green trees while taking his morning exercise.

Suddenly he heard a roar. Turning, he saw a large and apparently hungry lion chasing him.

He ran, cutting through the undergrowth. But he could not avoid his fate: he fell flat on his face, cornered. The lion perched near him ready to strike.

In despair,