"I believe in the human spirit and good in people and there is good in the world, that's my faith."
That's actually humanism. No need for fairies at all, there. But a requirement for a faith that is perhaps more profound, trusting, and maybe even brave, than that needed to believe in a supernatural father figure who has everything in hand.
Oh, and by the way, I've yet to find anyone who can explain to me, as a Christian, what might happen to me - a humanist - were I to discover upon my demise that I've been wrong all these years.
Bearing in mind that I have tried my damndest to lead a kind and positive life. To be aware of the impact on others of my actions. To make choices that are best not just for me, but for 'humanity'. That I've sacrificed, on many occasions. That I acknowledge my flaws. That I strive for beauty.
And that yet, throughout, I reject the notion of a deity, and reject even more vehemently the notion that this deity sent his son to earth to die.
Tell me, someone of the Christian faith, faced with your capricious, jealous, partisan god... what would happen to me were I to meet him?