Looking back at my life, I was raised as a Christian, but later on became an agnostic. Not believing in God, has been the only sane explanation I found about life.
And I was always more or less in control of my life and I didn’t ever need to “invent” God to help myself overcome any obstacles. My life hasn’t been easy but I have always found a way or have dealt with whatever lose or hardship I went through.
However, I noticed that in the hardest periods of my life, when I totally lose control and I feel like my life has been stuck by an earthquake and then a flood and I have no one but myself to drag myself out of this, I have found myself praying and it’s funny because I don’t believe in God.
But regardless of that praying - has helped me feel that I am not alone and to accept whatever is going to happen - it’s okay.
At those moments I have kind of felt sympathy to people who are strong believers, life must be hard for them if they need to “invent” the God everyday.
I don’t say it exists or not, since I have no idea and I don’t judge people who do or don’t believe.
I just think, did we invent God because we were so lonely and so vulnerable, that in a way the idea of existing God - gave us a peace of mind that we really needed even for a moment and gave us the power to meet whatever is going to come our way and get up again no matter how strong the life hits.