Our Dilemma

But I say unto you, love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them that despitefully use you and persecute you, that ye may be the children of your Father who is in Heaven. For He maketh His sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and unjust.
-- Matthew 5:44-45.

We ALL get wet, have our homes destroyed by natural (and now man-made) disasters. We all experience storms, and sunrises, tragedy, and joy.

We all get the opportunity to view Creation in Joy and Wonder, Know ourselves greatly, Love one another fiercely.

Or we can ignore all that surrounds us; hide beneath layers of fear, depression, self pity, greed, and hatred; treat each other like things and vermin.

We choose.

Everyone is born, lives, and dies; and all (so far) having occurred within the confines of a minuscule ball of metal, water, and dust orbiting an unprepossessing star in a backwater of an apparently ordinary galaxy.

The Cosmos at large appears indifferent to our struggles, even our very existence. But perhaps it's more a matter that we are meant to learn something from this situation:

We are all in this boat together.

We are in no way essential to the ongoing drama of existence, but we do appear to bring something very special to the table: our introspective appreciation of what we experience.

We are Creation looking at itself.

We currently have no way to know if that faculty is unique within the Cosmos, the age and vastness and variety of it argue for it being unlikely that nothing else like us has arisen anywhere else.

At the same time, given the variables that appear to have been involved in our getting as far as we have; while life as such may be relatively common, I suspect life developed to the level of introspection, awe, and wonder is vanishingly rare.

And yet we squander all our gifts and treasures on petty infighting and wanton destruction of this tiny dust mote we call home.