Pascal's Wager is based on a logical fallacy. It confuses "all possible gods" with "the god that I Imagine when I say the word god"
You need to answer the question - what is god? Before you can even begin to contemplate it. And also - do we need to know what god is? Do we, when you get right down to it, need a god?
I don't think we do. I don't believe in gods. I believe in People. Us. We are pretty great, I think. Look at us! Small, fragile bags of watery stuff held up by brittle bits of calcium. We grow on a small rock somewhere in the middle of an enormous, largely hostile universe. Even this rock does not yield life to us easily! We must use all our resources to make sure we can maintain our existence.
Behind us and in front of us is oblivion. We live but short, frantic lives. In the end our own bodies will fail us as we make room for the young we have created.
And yet we invent, we create, we imagine, we care, we love, and we bring beauty into this world were there was none before! All this in the face of these enormous odds! Can you imagine anything more romantic, more dashingly quixotic, more full of the force of life itself? To live life as a decent human being - just to be a decent person - is a heroic undertaking, and a truly noble one. It makes me proud to be a human being - to be a part of all this.
That is my answer - my spirituality, if you like. I like Nietzsche when he says we should say "yes!" to life, and say so with pride and enthusiasm
. We should not invite death into our lives as long as we have one last heartbeat in our breasts and one last drop of life flowing through our veins. Don't become a fatalist, like most believers are, who give up on life and long for static, eternal happiness - what else IS death but a lack of change?
Religion requires you to give up on this world. I am not prepared to do so - I am not a coward. Pascal's Wager is not just fallacious - it is cowardly. It yields to an imagined God because of what he may or may not withhold from us, or do to us. That is not faith - it is sycophancy!
Me, I will risk the wager, and if I am wrong, then I will stand before God with my head held high, and state that I always lived like an honest man. If that is not good enough for him, then I will spit in his eye and damn him for a tyrant. Why worship such a creature? And if it IS good enough, then I can do so without begging for his help at every step.