John 3:16 says: "For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life".

So, what happens to those who’ve never heard the name of Jesus? Is the door to salvation locked, or does divine mercy reach further than we think? Can sincere seekers—no matter where they’re from or what they know—find grace?

This discussion may just challenge our assumptions, spark curiosity, and invite us to rethink the boundaries of faith and hope.

What does it really mean to “believe”?

When we say we believe in God is it a mere intellectual agreement or a cultural label?

Is believing a deep, life-changing trust—or just a vague opinion? Is “believing” in Jesus simply about agreeing with certain facts, or is it something far more demanding and transformative?

What if belief isn’t passive, but a call to action, surrender, and ongoing commitment?

What makes us click?

Why do we find ourselves drawn to posts that make our blood boil? Is it outrage—or is it something deeper, something in us that craves the rush of being provoked?

When you scroll past that headline designed to enrage, do you pause… or do you dive in? And when you dive in, what happens to your spirit?

Does anger sharpen your sense of justice—or does it cloud your vision of grace?

Could it be that rage bait isn’t just about algorithms and attention, but about temptation? About the subtle lure to trade patience for reaction, gentleness for hostility, love for division?

How do we resist being baited into battles that fracture community and harden our hearts?

And what might it look like to respond—not with rage—but with wisdom and humility?