In any case, I found that I believed what I believed and that no amount of mind squeezing could make me believe something I did not. If you mean the Angry Old Man God with the white beard who sits up in the clouds disapproving of homosexuals and single mothers, I do not. If you mean that there are things about the workings of the universe that far beyond my comprehension and that if and when these things are ever revealed it will blow my mind, then I do. My problem is that I just can't believe that any God capable of constructing a universe as beautiful and as wondrous as the one we live in could ever trouble his or herself with the stupid affairs of humans. To me the meaning of life has always been life itself.
Life is self explanatory.
I live because I am alive. But, this is a topic for another essay. Back to Libertarianism. A faith has core principles that are accepted without proof. A faith has rules for the true believers to follow.