We are told that faith is the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen. Comforting words as we play hide and seek. We are actors in the Big Mystery. Where did we come from, and when do we leave? How could our world be so majestic and awe-inspiring by chance? Or…how could there be so much human suffering with a benevolent God at the controls?

‘I will count to 10 and you hide,’ Jane exclaimed. ‘I may peek,’ Jane laughed. ‘I like to read the end of a novel before I start it,’ Jane winked. ‘Be sure to hide where I can find you,’ Jane said.

‘I have always liked hide and seek, it is a mystery exercise,’ Chet mused. ‘There are so many places to become invisible to others,’ Chet commented. ‘Some nights Dad comes to me in my dreams and tells me that he will see me soon,’ Chet said softly.

‘Why hello there,’ Neva J said with a witty smile. ‘I was wondering when you would return here,’ she continued. ‘I have been puttering around in what seems to be a great foyer to a mansion,’ Neva J said with a smile. ‘Many people are coming through and then moving on out of the far doors at the end of the grand hall,’ Neva J said. ‘We all stop when we hear the bell that signifies God’s voice,’ Neva J informed. ‘It sounds like rushing waters and whiporwills to me,’ she said.

‘What is on the other side of the doors at the end of the great hall?’ Billy B asked. ‘Is that where the answer is to the Secret?’ he continued. ‘By the way, where is this Neva J?’ Billy B asked.

‘This is the Veil Room…we are behind the Veil,’ Neva J said. ‘This is where you come when you transition,’ she continued. ‘The people coming and going seem to be from all periods and centuries,’ Neva J said with a flourish. ‘I saw Kublai Khan and Mother Theresa walking hand in hand out by the coy pond the other day,’ Neva J grinned. ‘The Veil Room has no symmetrical limits, it is unending, but always the doors at the end of the great hall are in view,’ Neva J said with tears in her eyes. ‘Many live full lives in the Veil Room as they study infinity,’ Neva J noted. ‘They finally walk through the doors and we do not see them any longer,’ Neva J mused.

‘Time for supper,’ Neva J called out. ‘Tomorrow we will peek behind the Veil again,’ Neva J laughed a wonderful laugh.