Some religion is an escape and a contraction from the immensity of the universe. Religion is frightened people huddling together surrounded by a circle of stones to find a sense of closure in an infinite cosmos. But religion is also expansion. Religion is also a courage to open to something larger than ourselves.
Ancient images of a God in the sky may have always been a kind of primordial memory that we human beings come from stellar dust as well as terrestrial carbon. It is possible that some religion has been an aching memory that we are born of exploding stars, that our true life story goes back for billions of years, and that we when we look up at the sky some part of us knows we belong to it all.
Our minds are only now discovering through science what our bodies may have always known. We belong to it all.