Whatever a person turns to when the pressure spikes shows what they linked relief to, not what they believe.
Choose a father made of wood and you have linked pleasure to a god who can never make a demand, and pain to the living God who can. The posture follows the link: the back turns because turning away feels like relief.
Then distress pulls the lever hard enough to turn the head, and the cry that goes up asks for the pain gone, not the face restored. Devotion built that way lasts as long as the trouble does. A man who moves only when it hurts spends his life managed by his circumstances and never builds anything that survives the calm.