why is it that we always need something to hold on . Is it a need to rationalise belongingness or vanity of our greedy conscious to find purpose. to root ourself to a stable ground, which could be anything, from our own hopes or some one else's, we constantly weave a yarn of self consoling virtuousity that mingles with our innate instincts , gives meaning to infliction of fanatic righteousness that gives us meaning and earth to hold on and find our own paths.
so we find faith as a to strengthen it, but then loose sands dont form formidable castles. an ounce of doubt, little contradiction, and faith is lost.