Religious Renaissance?

At one time in my early life (RRF, early teens), I was drawn into the Bhajan group (Hindu religious group) which introduced us to the likes of Sai Baba, Swami Sivanada and Swami Shantanand and the basic teachings of Hinduism. At a time when achieving academic excellence was the only agenda in our lives to uproot ourselves from the perpetual sorrows of our household, he were hoping for divine guidance and assistance to peel open our third Eye of Wisdom. In our simpleton minds,  we assumed that education which would lead us to easy wealth accumulation which in turn would be the panacea of all our worries in life. If only life was that simple!
In a world filled with deceit and forgery, one sometimes wonders why when it comes to matters pertaining to God, humans always transform to exhibit the best of their inborn excellent primitive virtues. This was evident from photos from Banda Acheh after the tsunami - only the mosque standing up tall midst ruins of homes and other infrastructure. Probably, the contractors did not short change the mosque when it came to using the correct ratio of mix of cement to soil during construction!
Quite a number of times during my not so frequent to my place of worship, I find the same group of people frequently returning there with full of bliss savouring the moment they are there, doing the things they do there. I wonder why?
Is it that the parties involved have ulterior motives or they have found people of same frequency and mind set to do the same things i.e. serve humanity? Have they done some much sins that no amount of divine forgiveness can rectify? Or is it a place to find solace for the wounded souls? Or birds of the same feather flock together, hoping that well thinking people will only augur pleasant thoughts and healthy activities?
My recent observations revealed a few reveling discoveries. It is by no means exhaustive or double blind controlled. It is only to satisfy myself and bloat my own ego.
I noticed a guy who found sheer joy in cleaning the soiled plates after the worshipers had eaten their temple food. He was there faithfully, without fail, on Sundays doing his thing humming his hymns. I later discovered that he was a physician and a vegetarian who had a bitter experience at matrimony - the bride did not turn up at the wedding - sounds more dramatic but actually the bride-to-be decided to call of the wedding a few days before the big day. The grieving groom never tried to give another hand at it but decided finding solace in the Way of the Lord.
Then there is a family who commemorates all functions in the temple. Can you imagine a 21year old young chap announcing to the world his freedom key by having a sombre bash in the temple? Of course you do not clap and you do not blow the fire on the candle (Agni), you chant when the fire is lit (Jyothi). You are supposed to rejoice when there is light (hope), not when the flame is blown away! Mmmm.... But then cutting cake is not Indian, you should cut kesari or halwa!
And you also have obviously oversized grandiosely wealthy grouchy grandmas with their accompanying helpers (maids) trotting along... If religion advocates moderation in all your activities, how did you get so fat? - could not control the temptations of the taste buds, despite being a vegan, eh?
And there are people like me who hope to cleanse his soul and mind by being in the house of God but keep thinking with devilish recurring ill deviant thoughts of people and things around him just for the kick of it. What's the point? I am back to square one!