For our own volition is not destroyed by the reality of predestination, but is preserved, if only insofar as we experience that volition as something actual, and something that can never be taken from us, even under dire circumstances. Which in some way owes itself to the fact that we experience time as chronological, as something that must elapse, and be gotten through, and that can be divided into moments that become shaded or colored, in our memory, by the choices we make in their particular durations. While, to God, time in its entirety is already known, and has been written.