This instinct wasn’t planted in our “souls” by “God.” It is implanted on our brains by the fact that the first year of an infant human’s life, it is completely dependent upon a god-like creature (usually called “Mom”) that comes when you cry out, looms over you, seems all-powerful, and takes care of all your needs. That’s a full year of training, folks. After that, you pick your new parent. God. The State. Nature. Whatever.
That's an interesting narrative and I'm sure you find it comforting, but do you have any proof to back it up?