This doesn’t mean, I don’t think, that predestination is less prevalent the further away from the drama of the incarnation that one reaches, in history or locale, but only, perhaps, that its revelatory power in these instances is less overt, insofar as certain moments and certain lives can seem ordinary or inconsequential when their spiritual echo appears minimal, or confined to the area immediately around them (like when you brush your teeth alone in the morning, or when some raindrops fall across the pane of a window no one is looking out of) though really these occasions are neither of those things (ordinary and inconsequential), and everything in creation, which includes both space and time, participates in the unfolding of what we might describe as a divinely wrought narrative.