Yeah, there's also that sense, too, that living in an ordered world is more comforting than living in an unordered one, even if the ordered one involves things which are actively out to get you. It reminds me a bit of belief in the ancient Greek gods, who were capricious and kind of asshats, really, but who did make hurricanes appear and stuff. Having your house blown away because Zeus got angry at your town for not stocking his shrine with enough geese is, apparently, a more comforting reality than having your house blown away because of random weather patterns you have no control over.