…and there is enough evidence to conclude the truth of the matter– and you are innocent.  Would you rather the jury consist of 12 people who carefully examine the evidence and base their decisions and their understanding of the world on the analysis of this evidence, or would you rather the jury consist of 12 individuals whose understanding of the world is guided by faith?
What if the same scenario is repeated, except that the evidence suggests and the truth is that you’re guilty?

A muttering man of religious bent, late for an assignation, says aloud: “Jesus, if you’ll only find me a parking space, I swear to God that I’ll give up the women and the Irish whiskey for the rest of my life.”  Sure enough, a parking space appears, and he turns in.  ”Never mind, I found one myself.”