You'd be right.
I seek purpose in my life because it is my belief that helping humanity (in my small way) and discovering our place in the universe are some of the most noble and interesting goals a human can pursue. And while evrything is ultimately random (but certainly not baseless) the macroscale cosmos is full of wonder.
There. Do I get to be Miss Universe now?
Not that this has one damn thing to do with basing your life on the blind acceptance of things without even the hope of proof or evidence, and in the process engendering the kind of idiotic acceptance that breeds crusades, inquisitions, and self-immolating "believers".