I riffed off the old classic story of the Blind Men and the Elephant. Just changing it to fit the silly way conversations about God go so often.
The way we people laugh at what we can't see even when so obviously therehas been evidence in our hands that something is around us and has been in the life experience of others. We laugh if others say :I know something happened here or: it touched me and then laugh--- only because no one can see and comprehend it.
That's how it seems to me.