I believe that the human belief in God, in many ways, stems from our need for a stable sense of identity. We have a couple of different sources of identity: one is how we define ourselves, but that self-definition is inevitably filtered through our own insecurities, anxieties, aspirations, and the things we want to be. Nobody introduces themselves by saying, “Hey, I’m Bruce, and I’m weak, vain, selfish, and careless,” even though all of us, at times, have those traits and recognize them in ourselves and others.
By the same token, other people’s definitions of us are also flawed, because they see us through their own insecurities, hopes, and fears. No matter how close they are—whether they’re your parents, your spouse, or your siblings—they can’t have a fully rational or completely objective definition of who you are.
The only theoretical observer who could truly understand us objectively is God. And so, the belief in God often aligns with our longing for a universe that is orderly and understandable—a universe in which we, too, can be fully known and loved for who we truly are. In many ways, believing in God is like wagering that the universe is such a place—one where we have inherent value and can extend that same understanding and compassion to others
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