Based on my own experience, I suspect that most individuals who start with a strong faith in a personal God, and who also live life on the edge in thought and in action, will eventually encounter a crisis of faith, because there come dire times when one expects to encounter God, when one sees divine revelation or assistance as inevitable, and instead is met with stone. cold. silence.
How you deal with this will redefine your faith. It makes some, and breaks others. It is my belief that God is loving. Why he aparently allows so many to have their paradigms and beliefs dashed on the rocks of circumstances - among all the other unlovely things he allows - I do not know.
I do believe that it is just as intellectually sound to be an agnostic about the details and outworkings of a divinely permeated universe as it is to be agnostic about the very existence of God. In other words, if (to you) it's a given that God not only exists, but is infinitely benevolent, the paradigm of a perfect father and mother, then it's not much of a stretch to believe that the Lord works in mysterious ways and that with our narrow, time-and-space-restricted perception, we rarely see the hundred-year or hundred-mile view, let alone the weave of connections that make up the big picture, aka the eternal perspective.
My faith is strong, but rather brutal experience has left me dazed and wondering exactly how the rubber is supposed to meet the road. I'm hoping that some of the more perplexing experiences I've had will come to make sense in a few tens or hundreds or thousands of years. Or at some point in eternity.
If you know full well that you're blind dude #4, stuck hugging the elephant's knobbly leg, you can safely assume that it would be premature to start making grand pronouncements about tree trunks.
Edit for cognitive typo.