It is the last night, an upper room in Jerusalem, and eleven men sit with a teacher who is about to leave. He tells them that soon they will not ask him for anything; they will ask the Father straight, in his name, and receive. A name here is not a label. It is one of the ways the One lets himself be known: Giver, Merciful, Opener. To ask in a name is to ask through the face of God already turned toward you, so the asking is part of the answer. Until now they have not asked this way, and he wants their joy full, because the whole of creation came out of a longing to be known and loved.
He says he has been speaking in pictures, and the hour comes when he will speak plainly of the Father. But plain words are forms too. Every showing wears a veil, since the naked Real cannot be stared at. The pictures and the plain speech pour from one source, and what changes is the eye, not the Father. In that day he will not need to carry their request, because the Father loves them himself. No middle man is left, for the One is nearer to a person than the vein in his neck.
- The disciples are glad: now you speak clearly, now we know you know everything. He answers with a question. Do you believe now? The hour comes when you are scattered, each to his own, and I am left alone. Each goes back to the one name that rules him, to the god of his own understanding. Yet I am not alone, the Father is with me. He is with you wherever you are, so being left is not possible. In me, peace; in the world, trouble; but I have overcome the world, and the world is overcome the moment you see it never stood on its own. It is He and not He, a borrowed existence, and nothing borrowed can hold you.