Ceque, very interesting, and an example which tends to support what back has posted.
My beliefs are coloured by having two disabled DC, one profoundly so. I can't reconcile a loving or powerful god with this. It seems to me that a god who is creator of all things must have deliberately created my sons disability.
People tell me that it happens for a reason, but I don't accept that my son was a disposable thing to be destroyed in this way to benefit somebody else- he had the right to be born healthy.
And I am not interested in the argument that god will help me bear suffering, or will suffer with me. If god existed, he would be the perpetrator. I am not interested in his support, thank you very much. If I buried an axe in a child's head and then offered to make their mother a cup of tea, I would be jailed, not worshipped.
So I am an atheist. I think people invent religions over and over again because they are desperate not to feel alone: they want protection, love, and a promise that their loved ones are not really dead. Understandable, but not true.
I actually think being able to reconcile the problem of suffering is more
than believing that men used to stroke dinosaurs.