tl;dr up front: Minds change. Religious beliefs change. Be open.
As a child, I only knew Mormonism. Yes, I grew up in Utah. After moving around as a teenager I came back to Utah because of family, stayed because I got a job, etc, etc.
When I was about 14, in Wyoming, I began to realize that I held no affection for Mormonism and at 16 my mind began to open, thanks to the Devil's Lettuce. I began to come up with thoughts and theories/philosophies that, to me, disproved God. The most profound of which: God is a thought and Heaven is a state of mind. This started me on a strong kick of Atheism.
At 18, after a few traumatic family events, I began to feel that the notion stated above wasn't quite accurate so I revised it: The Christian God of Faith is a thought. I did this because I started to think of other religions that have multiple gods and goddesses.
At 20, I met my now-wife (1/1/2005, we started dating). We dated for nearly 18 months, she broke up with me for another guy. I was ruined. Completely devastated. A friend's girlfriend told me about a Tarot reader who could possibly give me some insight about what to do. Inspired, I bought two tarot decks of my own and began delving into unknown waters.
I believe it was July, 2006... I was angry, depressed, and sad. I did the one thing that I had never actually done: I prayed. Kneeling at the edge of my bed, hands together, lined up from chin to forehead, my mind became clear. I saw black. I saw a river flowing in front of me. On the other side of the river was a figure in a black cloak & hood. The next thing I knew, I felt as if thumbs had been pushed into my eyes. This terrified me. I got back into bed and went to sleep.
I was now Agnostic.
Over the course of the next seven years I began to feel as though I was inside a bubble and there was something just barely out of reach, but I had no mentor.
In October of 2012, I went and got a Tarot reading, something I hadn't done in several years. I instantly began to feel an INTENSE need for mentoring. But I didn't want (what I called (at the time)) "traditional religious" direction. I wanted and NEEDED to be LOVED and guided by FAMILY.
What type of religious grouping is closer to family than that a coven of witches?
A little over two years later, I have become closer than ever with people who don't judge me. And if they do judge me, or if I screw up, they will tell me. Oh god, will they tell me. While I am still only in the outer circle of the coven, they see me as part of the family. They haven't pushed me away. And they have transformed me from the monstrous asshole that I was, to a calm and not-so-depressed father of two. I survived colon cancer at the age of 24. My wife has put up with my shit for ten YEARS.
How does this relate to the topic at hand? You can find meaning in the world by looking at your own life. Look at your mistakes, how they effected you. Look at the person that you WERE and compare it to the person you ARE.
THAT is where you'll find meaning.