Or god (little g), or gods (plural), take your pick, it's all good to me. Why do I believe in God? I'm a coward. I've contemplated a universe without God. I've considered my own mortality. I've thought of the mortality of those I love. I've given quite a bit of thought to the question Ethics posed on "meaning". I've sat up through the night, sober, on many occasions wondering what happens after we die. I've taken long walks in forests, listening to the quiet, cautious stirrings of small lives around me; sat on hilltops on sunny days, watching the birds of prey or nothing at all, until the sun sank into oblivion; drank in the long, slow passing of the seasons, always delighted at the rebirth of live from seed, root, and womb, wondering if "this" is all there is. The thought that "this" is it, that when our body dies, our existence ends, quite literally scares me witless. At the most basic level, I'm a coward. I cannot bear to think that my existence ceases simultaneously with my brain activity. It is not enough that I live on in the memories of my children, in the values I have taught to them. There must be more. What form "more" will take, I cannot say. Many religions have much to say on that matter. The single thing they all share in common is the appeasement of mortal concerns. All I do know for sure, for me, is that God exists. There is a Purpose to the Universe and I have some small role in achieving that Purpose. And, most importantly, that role will continue long after my body ceases to continue. I believe in God because I am a coward. And that is sufficient to the Purpose.