I responded to something similar earlier. What I said was pretty much the following:
The gods of my pantheon tell a story of my soul. The gods of every culture tell a story of their soul as a people, and as individuals.
Those who embrace God(s) and those who do not can sit here arguing all day about what gods may or may not be outside of us. Figments of the imagination, visual or auditory hallucinations, mind-generated apparitions, ancient extraterrestrials, interdimensional forces reaching out from the cosmos or beyond, avatars of life forms from beyond the simulation… etc. Or, they can talk about what we know gods to be within us… fountains of motivation and inspiration, beacons of light illuminating the way forward, fuel for our dreams and goals and ambitions, conduits of strength and power and wisdom and beauty, exalted shards of our spirit individually and often collectively, mascots of human nature, and the most epic embodiments of those sides of ourselves that a person or culture reveres.
I embrace the gods who I most resonate with, the ones who embody the most prominent aspects of who I am and who I will to be. I can understand that what my gods are to me, is often many of the very things other peoples’ gods are to them.