So, if homo sapiens get wiped out...all that passion, fighting for what's right, love, all of the epic dramas being played out and the intricate connections... We and all our history burns up, leaving no remaining memories of mankind.
It could happen... one giant rock from space.
So, it WAS all for nothing after all!
Why do you conclude that? Your conclusion doesn’t follow. You seem to be saying that the only way life can have meaning is if it never ends. Some might argue it’s the opposite.
You could say it's man's narcissistic nature to feel like our lives are worth something and it can be hard to accept that our lives are worthless and so are we, but we have to make it better for the next worthless life.
Why would I say that? Let’s say, you invent a cancer treatment. 100 years from now, you aren’t around. You think there is no meaning to your life? If, today, you are a good parent, and tomorrow you die, there is no meaning? If tomorrow a rock from space wipes out this little spec we float on - the life you once lead was worthless?
I think our lives are intricately woven together playing out an epic story of a redeeming Savior saving people who are worthless for an ultimate crescendo of God, man, and creation becoming one.
Then what?
But, that's later...I just try to love the person in front of me and make them feel cared for.
In general, sure. But love and respect should t be blindly given. But I get what you are saying - it’s good to give people the benefit of the doubt.
What does this have to do with hope, though?