I am a devout follower of the Church of Xenu... at least I was after I was excommunicated from the High Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster.
Proof of the divine is within us. We are enrgetic beings packed so tightly that we are matter, thinking living and breathing and shitting and procreating and crying and arguing about whether or not God exists.
God DOES exist. God is just a name we give to the voice inside our heads that says what is right and what is wrong. For some, God has a name and a face and a history. For others, God is a coincidence of evolution. In the end, does it really matter? We are all connected by this human condition, and it is the VARIETY of beliefs that makes life stimulating.
I have no issue when people speak out in favor of their beliefs. I DO have a problem when they speak out AGAINST the beliefs of others.
Ever read a little book called "God's Debris" by Scott Adams? One of the best mindfucks ever.
EDIT: and for clarification, one could most easily call me "agnostic."