Boy, you are sitting on a can of worms and trying to pretend it's a toilet seat with that one. If by "God" you mean the overmuscled pater noster flying through the universe with a bad attitude, I am inclined to believe you. But if you (as you seem to do) embrace in that word all the meanings it has been attached to, I would say you failed to tag first base.

OK. So here I go again. I don't care what your concept of God is. A big beardie guy up there, a spirit running through all things, a force who initiates things an' then lets 'em run... all these "concepts" fall at all the same hurdles. There is no evidence for any of them. Any of them requires the laws of physics to be circumvented, nay, denied. All of them presuppose a presence who must be infinitely more complex and inexplicable than all the complexities and hard-to-explain things he's supposed to be there to explain. You try to explain things by seeking evidence and using that mighty bloody thing between your ears, like Charles Darwin did. You do not explain anything at all by magicking up a being who is too complex to be explained and more inexplicable, permanently so (unlike natural phenomena, which we use our mighty brains to close in on relentlessly), than the most complicated things in the universe. Hey, I ran to first base and there was no-one there. God was sitting in the pavilion looking totally pissed off. Well you would, wouldn't you, when you'd been made utterly redundant by that self-same mighty human brain. God invented your brain, allegedly, and now finds it's his worst enemy. That's why his followers are so desperate to stop you from using it.