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Back when I was making the transition from agnostic to full-fledged atheist (which is just a state of mind really), I used to worry about this.  What if, without meaning to, I had closed my mind to the evidence for God’s existence? What if I had hardened my heart too much?  But then I reasoned this way — even if I was no longer sure what it would take to convince me of God’s existence, if He really WAS the master of the universe, the limitless intellect who had created all of creation, then He would know my mind inside and out.  HE would know exactly what it would take, exactly what words would overcome my prejudices and get through to me.  To God (if there really was a God), it would be simplicity itself for him to pick some quite time when I’m open and receptive, and just say, “Hey, listen to what I’m saying.”  The very fact that this hasn’t happened yet means that either there isn’t a God or He doesn’t attach a very high priority to me believing in Him.