Imagine with me the human body. The human body contains cells and in order for this body to function, the cells must obey. What happens when cells no longer obey and start attacking good cells? Well, we call that cancer. Bear with me here… What if humanity as a whole is a body and we are the cells. We have some good eggs and some bad eggs, right? But as a whole, humanity is thriving. Yes, as noted, we have cancerous people groups who harm humanity in general, but this is no different than our own bodies. But if I care not for a little “cell” that dies, billions of them, then why should we be so special? There are “billions” of us, no? So I posit, “What if we don’t matter?” Is it not egocentric to think the entire universe was created just for us? That we are so important that we must live on, eternally? Doesn’t all life end, get recycled, and recreated into new life? Why should we be any different?
Have you ever thought just how vast the universe is? Immense, right? Was the entire thing just created for a small ball call Earth which houses Humans, who are the most prized possessions? Doesn’t that seem a bit… far fetched? It does to me. I think, if God created this, there must be millions of others worlds, billions of other people/creatures all across this insanely huge incomprehensible universe. But are we important enough, crucial enough to resurrect? I have my doubts. I think it might just be our ego that makes us think we have this super great everlasting future ahead of us. We might be no more important than a cockroach under the kitchen sink. If we are disturbed by this, who is to say some animals are not disturbed by it? Is being disturbed by something evidence in itself? Maybe. I don’t know.