Even in my Christian experience, I lacked sufficient faith. I always had difficulty sharing it. It was counter to far too many aspects of science I knew as fact. Always suffered from nagging doubts. In the end, not even a mustard seeds worth of faith remained. I struggled with prayer. Especially with the phrases you hear constantly repeated “pray hard” or “don’t stop praying for me.” I would wonder is there some sort of communication problem. Doesn’t omnipotence encompass a good ear for a soft entreaty from a quiet voice, asking just once? I pondered the answer to prayer. If a prayer was answered it was God’s will, if not, then the individual lacked faith. It seemed it was pretty much all on me. I had a couple of simple requests, one, that my dad would find a friend in his later life (just a buddy) and, two, to intervene in my marriage. No answer, so I concluded that I lacked the required faith. My wife, not the original, is a Christian and I would never disparage her faith. I can bow my head and listen to grace out of respect for my wife, but the feeling of hypocrisy is gone.