It will go on, no worries.
During the thanksgiving break I stayed with my parents, and one day in the morning, as i was walking between the living room and the bedroom, I passed by the kitchen door and noticed my mother praying over her morning coffee and pastries.
I stopped there for a moment as she silently sat there with her eyes closed and bowed head, lips moving while silently enunciating each word, completely immersed in a prayer to an imaginary person, and I couldn't help thinking how sad the whole thing was. These folks truly believe it - enough that if asked, many would lay down their life for it.
Think of that for a minute... billions are willing to lay down their lives or at least have it controlled by an imaginary person. Isn't that something....