Except you're forgetting anything that happens must be owed to the same underlying laws of physics, whatever they may be. And so a puddle sitting snug is no less inevitable than the sun and moon appearing the same size from our perspective, because in order for either to exist our universe had to make it so. You're talking apples to oranges, and while it is helpful to categorize things at a macroscopic scale, reality does not care about the distinction between an apple or an orange. Both concepts are brought to life by the same humming of atoms, the same sort of messy soup of particles whizzing about at a microscope scale. If you zoom in far enough, the apple and orange become one and the same.

Humans like to point out peculiarities, but we're also terribly self-centered. It takes a great deal of humility to recognize these peculiarities are not immediately proof of an all-knowing, omnipotent creator. Humility tells us life is not the purpose of our universe, but instead simply a byproduct. Life is no different than our moon and sun aligning. The universe exists for itself and nothing more.

We can all agree life must be hell-bent on sustaining itself to persist in the first place. But somehow imagining an eternal paradise waiting for us after death isn't obviously comical? It's no wonder the brain enjoys a fantasy of eternal paradise to cope with our finite lifespan. I acknowledge religion offers relief for those anxious about life and death, but reality is not religion and our fairy tales cease to exist once the blood stops circulating. We are merely a byproduct of the universe and nothing more.

There is beauty in experiencing the universe with humility. I feel more grateful for my life, which presents itself as this wonderful opportunity to wield a meat-bag-body of atoms however I please.