Where would we be if someone had let Paul die because he killed all those Christians.
In a world without militant Islam.
I would save her obviously.
Then I would use the Word of God to convince her to abandon her allegiance to Satan.
How do you propose to do that? And no allegiance to Satan was proposed, simply a lack of belief in God. Satan, presumably, believes in God.
You'd have to be ignorant or youthful to be persuaded by atheism away from Christianity.
It worked for me, and I am neither especially ignorant nor particularly youthful. You have implied that all former Christians who are now atheists have the mental capacity of a 15-year-old. That's a broad brush to paint for someone enjoined to "judge not lest ye be judged."
No real Christian can ever be deconverted so that atheist woman has effectively taken some counterfeits out of Christianity and concentrated us Christians into a more potent substance.
I was a Christian. Now I am not. Upon what basis can you claim that I was not a true Christian?
Your argument is guilty of the No True Scotsman fallacy. Here's how it works:
"Christians can't be deconverted."
"I was a Christian, and now I'm not."
"Well then, you were
never a true Christian to begin with!"
The argument is a fallacy because it renders itself impossible to refute with a simple word trick. You put a new spin on it, though, by saying that not only was I a fake Christian, but that I was manufactured by Satan. Fair warning, all, I'm a Christian robot of the Devil's device!
The fact is that Christians with faith as strong as yours are converted all the time, to other faiths and to atheism. It's not an instant process, and it often takes years, but it happens.
I would use the situation as an opportunity to tell her about my personal relationship with Jesus Christ. She would have to listen, wouldn't she?
Well, probably, but only because she would be gasping for air and recovering from shock.
But to be serious, if it were me, and someone chose to use the moments after saving my life to preach to me about their faith, I would do them the courtesy of listening. I would do that anyway, but it especially in this case, it seems to be a small thing to do to show thanks.
Notice that I said "listening," not "agreeing." I would still make all the usual demands for evidence, and I would still ask as many questions as my oxygen-deprived larynx would allow.
Save her. I'm guessing that a near death experience might give her a whole new perspective on life and what happens after death.
I had a near-fatal accident just last winter. It was one yard that separated me from certain death or disfigurement, and I walked away unharmed. The experience certainly gave me a whole new perspective on life. It was a powerful reminder that life is finite, that the number of years ahead can only go down, and that I had better figure out what it is I wanted from my time here and get after it.
It brought me no close to believing in God, though. Only seeing some evidence would do that.