I would say that we have to choose whether to believe by faith or by evidence, and that evolution gave us the capacity to reason, but that doesn't mean that everybody will develop that capacity sufficiently to be able to not believe in gods.
None, if no such thing exists. Here's where we separate those that require sufficient evidence properly understood to believe, from those that don't.
Not if some are coming to them by reason and others are taking them from a book. For example, people are being taught that faith is a virtue, when faith is clearly destructive in the areas of climate change, elections confidence, and vaccines. Reason brings us to different conclusions in each case.
If by faith you mean what I do - unjustified belief, or the willingness to believe what you are told - then no, that is instinctual and innate, a survival tactic. Children need to simply obey their parents and elders, those that don't being more vulnerable due to their own poor judgement. As we progress through life, if we are taught critical thinking skills and embrace and master them, we become less interested in the things others believe and choose what we will believe ourselves according to our own judgment, not faith.
I was a Christian at 20, a secular humanist by 30, and have remained an agnostic atheist since. That was my development. That's the direction that additional experience and intellectual growth took me. Before then, I was letting other people tell me what to believe, and I learned that they were wrong. As
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Choices , I learned that the promises of the faith were empty, and that I could make better decisions about what was true about the world, what was good and right, and how to think and act than others that I was taking that from on faith.
I guess it took twenty years for the wiring to take effect in me, and ten years later, it shorted out. Faith in the unseen and divine was a choice I made, not something I was instinctively compelled to do. I had already been to university for a year, and had developed some critical thinking skills before entering Christianity, so in order to participate, I had to agree to suspend disbelief. I thought of this religion as a pair of shoes that I needed to walk in to see if they would become more comfortable with time. I didn't see how the religion could be correct given the the lack of evidence for the supernatural, but I also understood that that might be my shortcoming, and that I simply had to try this religion empirically to see if it began to make more sense with time. It didn't, and it didn't deliver on its promises, so I changed shoes. I would say that I was never wired for theism. I certainly am not now.
I don't think you can know how much more satisfying life can be outside of religion if you haven't matured outside of it. When I think back to my religious days, religion occupied most of my life. Removing it made room for other things that were more satisfying. I think that had I been satisfied with the religious life, I would still be there, and would also see the removal of religion as the loss of much of me. If I were to imagine the atheist existence by excising that part of me, I would also feel that much of me was missing and that life would be empty. But that's because you misunderstand what has replaced all of that, and what it can do for a life. This is no doubt why you call this life empty.
Here's a very disconcerting comment I see from many theists: without their faith, there would be nothing to love for, that life would be meaningless, meaning that only their hope of an afterlife gives their lives any purpose. Really? You can't find value in life if it's not a waiting room or a staging area for something better? That person has had his attention diverted too well from our common reality to an imagined life of pie in the sky, missing what goes by him, disconnected from it, unable to see value in the things around him.
If one lives life as if he were at a bus stop waiting for a ride to heaven on a bus that may never come, well, I hardly call that a meaningful existence. The guy who tells me that his life would be meaningless without the hope of that bus is the one left empty by his choices.
And sadly, what such people are looking forward to seems just as meaningless as waiting at the bus stop to get to it. The paradise they describe is one of nonstop applause for a deity.
Likewise with those who indicate by their questions to atheists that they don't see why we aren't wilding marauders without faith in God. Once again, they tell us about themselves, that they have no inherent sense of right and wrong to restrain them from savagery, no internal moral compass. And they project that onto the atheist, unaware of how one develops morally outside of religion, and how different it is.
Apostates get that a lot. Can you not conceive of an alternate explanation? I just gave you one. I didn't have an experience that drove me from God. I just stopped believing, or possibly I should say trying to believe.
That's an odd comment for somebody who believes in the God of the Bible. If you use that story as the source of your answer to that question, it has to be because God is willing to trifle with a life. The story reminds me of a kid telling another kid, "Watch me kick this ant hill."
The story means whatever you want it to mean if you're willing to embellish it. I participated in a thread on this topic once, and got three different answers from three believers about what that story was about and why it appeared in the Bible. One assumed that God was teaching Job a valuable lesson, but couldn't articulate what that was. Another said that Job was being punished, but couldn't say why. After all, he is described as an upright, pious man. The third I've forgotten.
That's how faith works. The faith-based thinker assumes that there must be some wisdom, some message there, or the story wouldn't appear in the scriptures, and so he is forced to reconcile what what appears to malicious and immoral behavior by the deity with the idea that somehow, what God did was loving and just, so he makes up something to reconcile the discrepancy between appearance and what he believe by faith instead. The skeptic has no reason to do that, looks at the story, and sees it as some kind of Twilight Zone episode. Who remembers the kid played by Billy Mumy with paranormal powers and who was a bully to the adults around him because he could be, causing them to feign admiration for the boy and to praise him. How is this different?