Faith rejects innovation and progress because it has already concluded. It advocates the validity of conclusions made before the discovery of electricity, when mental illnesses used to be demon possessions, when earthquakes used to be God's wrath. And that's a shame really. Because faith redirects the wonder permeating our existence away from ourselves, away from the magnificence of our universe, to a systematized wishful thinking concocted during the dawn of premodernity. Religion is mysterious, but it's not a mystery. Its mechanics are there, observable, fascinating, astonishingly compelling. But like any phenomenon in nature, if you watch it long enough, the patterns repeat themselves; the logic beneath the unfathomable becomes tangible, predictable and ultimately quantifiable.