I share your experience. Raised in Europe, I couldn’t connect with Christianity. Drawn to science and logic from an early age, I rejected religion as unnecessary. Even now, I struggle with the concept of self-sacrifice as the highest virtue. I see great danger in sacrifice, as determining the right cause feels like an unsolvable puzzle.
However, after living in the US for many years, I’ve noticed that the best people I’ve met are religious. It’s clear they draw strength from their faith. While I’m not a believer, I genuinely feel they have something beautiful in their lives that I can’t access. I don’t envy it, as I don’t believe faith can be forced. Still, it makes me wonder if they are closer to the truth than I am and whether I’ll ever reach that understanding.