Dear Mr. Dawkins,
Hello Richard, I can call you Richard can't I, we've known each other for so long, I've written you this letter to thank you. I know, I know, you're wondering what I would have to thank YOU for. You have mercelessly blasphemed against My Name on numerous occasions, of which I'll spare you the full accounting here, including but not limited to attempting to convince My followers that morality doesn't come only from My Word, or even by providing logical arguments against the probability of My very existence! (That is the one that hurt, I have to admit. Lucky you I've been out of the smiting business for 2,000 years, give or take 30 or so.)
However, still, I feel I owe you a debt of gratitude. Despite the indignities you've heaped upon My Name, few others these days have done more to teach people that they don't need My Word to know about the virtues of honor, charity, compassion, respect, or love. Each of you have these already, and through natural selection have evolved into beings that no longer need me to survive, they need only each other. And that's really what it was all about anyway, wan't it? Good show sir, good show. I tip My Hat to you.