I was watching an episode of Atheist Experience this morning, and Matt Dillahunty was talking to this guy who insisted on the idea that atheists just had "faith" in science, and asked what was the difference between an atheist's faith in science and a Christian's faith in God. Dillahunty, quite sensibly, responded that a reasonable confidence on facts, based on demonstrable evidence was completely different from faith, which by definition is belief in something that is not demonstrable. The dude just couldn't get it. He would say things like, "You have faith in gravity, I have faith in God...what's the difference?" When Dillahunty asked if he could prove the existence of a god with a simple, demonstrable act like dropping a pen, the guy just kept saying something along the lines of, "Well, I see evidence of God everywhere. We just view the universe differently."
This is a problem I've had more and more often over my past several years as a Christian, and it's what led me to atheism. Christians are constantly saying they KNOW God is there, because they see evidence of his "work" in their lives. I don't know how many times, when confronted with the question of how they can prove that what is happening in the world is directly influenced by God, they respond with, "That's where you just have to have faith." In other words, I just feel in my heart that the good things that happen to me are from God, no matter the empirical evidence to the contrary, and anything I don't understand, I'll just chalk it up to "God's will." It makes no sense.
Of course, I know I'm "preaching to the choir" here. Anyone reading this most likely realized everything I'm saying a long time ago. But, like many would-be Christians, I have spent at least the last fifteen years, trying to convince myself that there's a God directing everything, without any evidence to support that contention. I didn't get that job I wanted? God's will. My kid gets sick and has to go to the hospital? God saw us through. Looking back, though, I realize that I was forcing myself to put that spin on things, so I could be a good, believing Christian. I assigned meaning to things that essentially had no deeper meaning. They just...happened. Because that the fact, isn't it? Shit happens. It seems really flippant to some people to reduce daily life to that two word slogan, but it's demonstrably true. Bad things happen to good people, and vice versa. People die, people get rich, people are homeless, people get sick, people get a job they hate, and the world continues to turn (which we only know about because of science, incidentally). There doesn't have to be a reason for everything that happens, despite popular opinion that it's so.