As Martin Buber saw it – writing at his best near the turn of the last century – the world of ordinary days “affords” us that precise association with God that redeems both us and our speck of the world.
God entrusts and allots to everyone an area to redeem: this creased and feeble life, “the world in which you live, just as it is and not otherwise”.
Annie Dillard, For the Time Being:
