My last attempt

To me, people believe in what they believe in because they psychologically NEED it.

This is exactly the conclusion I keep coming to. When things are out of our control, we hope that there is someone out there looking out for our greater best interest. It's comforting. When we lose someone we love dearly, we hope one day to see them again. It's comforting. I don't claim to have the answers, but what I do know is that some people NEED it more than others. I think people need the comfort of living eternally so their life has meaning. To me, the opposite is true. Our lives mean so much precisely because they are short and fragile. I just personally don't see enough evidence of a benevolent micro-manager with a bad temper but a good heart. If there are higher beings, we certainly haven't painted an accurate picture of them at all.