If God is love (instead of irrelevant), it raises more questions than it answers, I think.
- Why are we here?
- What is our purpose?
- What is the point?
- What is evil anyway?
But saying we are “immeasurably insignificant” doesn’t feel right somehow.
The alternative to this is even more significant.
For if we are “incalculable precious and interesting” we have suddenly flung open the doors of patience and kindness and gentleness and grace.
Suddenly love is possible.
And suddenly everything is possible.
If God is Love, He is, by definition, something more than mere kindness. And it appears, from all the records, that though He has often rebuked us and condemned us, He has never regarded us with contempt. He has paid us the intolerable compliment of loving us, in the deepest, most tragic, most inexorable sense.
-C.S. Lewis, The Problem Of Pain (Amazon)
