Religion is a security blanket for grown-ups. It alleviates their natural fear of death and provides a handy spackle to fill in the cracks of their knowledge as well.
So not only can you stay snug and cozy in your boring life, safe in the knowledge that none of "this" matters and that one day your REAL life can begin (after yer DEAD!!!
), you can also ease your weary mind by never needing to ask tough questions regarding the nature of existence since your religion has provided you with the tools neccesary to bullshit your way through reality with old wives' tales about goats and dirt and talking snakes.
It covers all your bases. How to think, what to think, who to think it it about, and why it needs to be thunk. Booyah. You get to live on autopilot.
And most important, it gives you an imaginary friend to talk to when you're lonely... One that wuvs you oodles and has supreme super powers and is always on your side! Yay!
Ugh. Fucking chimps.
It's alright though. I talk to Al Swearingen from Deadwood when I'm lonely, and it's very comforting. He talks back, too. Radsville.