Synopsis: "No, I Don't Believe in You. Now Leave Me the Hell Alone!"

The novel I was planning to write before just isn't working so I'm switching to this idea, which REALLY wants to be written immediately.

Rebecca was an ordinary born-and-raised atheist living in New Jersey suburbia, minding her own business, until a strange guy claiming to be Jesus appears at her doorstep. What's an atheist to do when God literally comes knocking at your door?

(This will be partially based on my life.)