The Veil of Markers

Gabriel says we are in the veil of markers.

Last night Gabriel came out on the porch where I was not watching football. He said “I don’t have much time. He’s mad I’m here.” (He being Mic - football was on.). “What questions do you have?” he asked me.

My primary question always has to do with when, but I know he can’t/won’t tell me that, so I’ve stopped asking, mostly.

“Are there three arks? Arks of the covenants?” I asked. We did a show on the Ark of the Covenant, and I came to believe that there is more than one. Gabriel tilted his head at me but didn’t answer directly. “That’s not your real question” he said. (Which means I’m right! If the answer was no, he would have said so. He loves telling me I’m wrong.)

“I’ve been thinking about the blessings test” I said. He was listening, and I gathered my thoughts for a moment. “I almost never say “God bless you” unless someone sneezes - that’s been ingrained in me - but saying “God bless you” isn’t a blessing, it’s a request for a blessing. It’s a prayer. Who am I to bless someone? That’s for God.”

“What is a blessing?” Gabriel stated. “The house you live in, the food you eat, the work you have to do, these are all God’s blessings.”

“Exactly!” I said. “That’s why I don't say “God bless you” - everyone is already blessed. It’s how they receive it that matters. I cannot give anyone a blessing. I can only pray for them.”

I moved on, feeling more confident in my answer to my test.

“Why did you say I have writer’s block? I’ve been writing. Writing what you told me to write- my story.” “Are you?” he asked. “Yes. I think. You told me to write my story. I’m writing my story.”

“In the time of Jesus there were many books. All of his chosen 12 and many more wrote everything that he did and said. Most of those records have been lost. You need to write a record that will be preserved.”

“But how do I write…” I trailed off.

“How do you write something that hasn’t happened yet? Start now. Write down everything so that when all is revealed, you have a record. We are in the veil of markers. That’s what we call it. Mark everything, as everything is a marker going forward. When the first trumpet sounds, that is the first marker.”

“11.3 set the marker for future direction. When the day comes, do not run, do not panic.” I said. “That was on 11.3- that’s why I keep repeating it.”

So I guess that means I need to start a journal. And write my own story (the past) on here as I have been, until I catch up to the journal. Fun (not). I hate journaling. But if I must… I’ll start making it a habit.

“Yes” he said. “What are your other questions. I don’t have a lot of time.”

“My questions always have to do with time, but I know time is irrelevant to you, so I won’t ask. You won’t answer anyway.”

“What is your obsession with time? Why do you need to know when? Why don’t you just get up in the morning and do?” he asked.

“I like deadlines” I said. “We humans like deadlines. It gives us motivation to get things done, at least it does for me. That’s why we created our system of time, it’s our ultimate method of organization.”

“You didn’t create time” he said. “No, we created our system of time - down to the second” I said.

“Your lives are so short” he said. “Exactly” I answered. “Thus the need for time and deadlines. We have a lot to do in our short lives. Deadlines - time - helps us get it all done.”

“Speaking of time…”

“You have to go” I said.

“He’s really mad” Gabriel said.

“Well, you took him away from his friend and his game, so…”

“Just the game.”

“Mark’s gone?” I asked.

“The other guy? Yes, he left.” And then so did Gabriel.