It is true that we learn to appreciate the good in life by suffering through the bad. Our hedonistic nature enables, or forces, us to learn best through experience if pre-armed with factual information. We seldom get that in our early years when we get force-fed a diet of pabulum and hokum.
Now, pabulum and hokum are great in their place, which is in the world of creating and telling stories. But, why the insistence that impossible stories are the God’s awful truth and must be believed as such, even by people choking to swallow the impossible, the incredible, the deplorable, inhumane and gruesome? Such tales can better make their point without a demand for credulous acceptance. Sensible people who understand a good tale’s logical framework will accept its moral point because its verisimilitude makes it real.
A problem arises when stories lack verisimilitude, as do the stories about creation, Jonah in a whale’s belly, Jesus’ ascendance into Heaven, most of the book of Revelations… Stories at the level of Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, Paul Bunion, those from which children get the points being made, also train them to separate fiction from fact, lessons that get suppressed by the insistence upon maintaining absolute faith and belief.
That organized religions hasten to condemn, rather than praise, those astute enough to replace belief with doubt must be the premier misfortune suffered by humanity, that believers and doubters share alike.