WHY NOT A WALK, IN FAITH, WITH A LOVING GOD?

WHY NOT A WALK, IN FAITH, WITH A LOVING GOD?

Is fear of death directly linked to a fear of dying without having fulfilled an existential PURPOSE for living?

Are you and I becoming similarly fearful of an existential harm generative AI could unleash on human social structures: a decreasing humanistic authorship, from families through to whole societies?  And is THAT fear regarding AI now becoming a debilitating fear of powerlessness that is, in itself, a more immediate and insidious existential threat?  What, if anything, can the individual person do to put the AI genie back in the buried lamp?  Are we now becoming that endangered society overwhelmed by unfamiliar sails on the horizon or roaring chariots flying above the jungle?  Are we now the ones being overwhelmed by a technology seemingly devoid of even our humanity?

Is generative AI a technology without any worthwhile purpose beyond crass profits, an economic tide without any restorative human hope?  Is generative AI a loveless tsunami capable of  stripping away our happiness and our will to persevere, as though it were an endless advancing wave of conquistadors?  Is this the legacy of our modern sciences: to collectively perch us precariously on the edge of an irreversible process of expedience and abrogation of human responsibility for stewardship?  Once we lose our sense of stewardship due to loss of authorship, lose our compassionate  purposes due to lack of AI hope for human happiness, lose in AI our longing for faith in a lasting love, what are we left with?  Must we be resigned to just give up, try to escape to some wilderness enclave, move deeper into the jungles, or dash down headlong into the sea? Surely, that psychological FEAR of the AI  world would be madness equal to anything generative AI could spawn?

I  am writing to champion individually applying faith, hope, discerned purpose, and love, as a personal response to any and all debilitating fear.  Life has always been filled with physical dangers and  mortal fears, but human psychological fears are an inner turmoil from which there is no wilderness sanctuary – only a steep precipice into a sea of hopelessness and loneliness.  I worry that, on a collective social level, such psychological fears would be the greater and more imminent existential threat than AI driven existence.  I don’t advocate turning a blind eye. I advocate personally choosing and applying altruistic love, the wisdom of such love, the hope of such love, and a faith in such love as we move forward into what seemingly was always our uncertain purpose and future.  Why not consider practiced discernment, and choose to walk in faith with a loving God, despite any and all external and internal shadows within our own respective valley?

Jim Davis