There are forces much larger than us. Galaxies form. Planets die. G-d raises life from the non-living and allows life to extinguish itself.
We dance a brief performance on a stage so dimly lit.
When it all goes wrong, what does it really matter?
We still must dance. We still must breathe. We must go on. And we must do right.
What else could Anyone ask of us? And what else could we ask of ourselves?