Damn I'm getting tired of this, so I'm gonna say this once and for all.
It IS a good enough reason. It's such a flight of fancy to believe in anything outside of our realm of understanding. Because we have NO idea, just guesses. It is just as valid to believe I will be reincarnated as a platypus, and that there is no "God", as it is valid to believe in Nirvana or a second death or anything outside of what we know as a human race beyond this life and plane of existence.
Stop trying to flaunt your faith, albeit solid, in my face and tell me my reasoning isn't good enough. You have no idea how hard I strived to find my Father, and how he ignored me all those years I felt life wasn't worth living except for the promise of eternal glory on the other side. My parents both have incredible stories of the thinning of the veil and walking with God and feelings the feelings of Christ, stories that would make the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end, stories of what happened to them when they converted and asked God for the truth. And my parents are good, very honest people. And that's after a few months of hard choices, very hard choices. After 19 years of hard choices, and pain-wracked moments of suffering of guilt and begging of forgiveness from Father when I fucked up, I have NOTHING to show for it, except bitterness, blindness, and unhappiness.
My reasoning is damn good enough, and obviously I feel very strongly about it. The scriptures say that only an adulterous person wishes to see true signs. I am not an adulterous person, believe it or not, and I've wanted signs my whole life, though for 19 years of it I was willing to go off faith, and that "fuzzy feeling" I felt when I was doing the right thing (rarely, and not always in those situations at that, which helped spur on my initial doubts). On the brink of one of the most important parts of a male Mormon's life, I finally bursted with fury and realized I didn't know shit, and I wouldn't be satisfied living a life that was possibly the only life I'd ever had, not until I had very solid evidence that I was in the right place doing the right thing.
If the second coming happens, and God shows up, and I'm still alive for it, and I'm facing God at that critical hour, I'm gonna be pissed, as Josh said once a while ago were he in that situation. How could He do that to us, to people not willing to blindly follow something as easily believable as a million different stories and faiths out there?
I hope I've stated my case plainly and clearly. Feel free to ask questions about my current beliefs, past experiences, reasonings, whatever. But please don't antagonize me anymore. It's not like I don't get enough of it from my (heart-broken) parents.