Everyone goes to Heaven

Written by Wim Beunderman, posted on saturday 7 april 2018


Key West Seascape II by Winterdove


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Part 3 in the Helena Series

“Wasn’t that wonderful?” Helena asked, referring to the flash of light across the sky they had just witnessed.

“Yes,” Marlon answered with a nod, “and I reckon the light in the bayou will be so too. Shall we carry on walking?”

“Yeah, let’s.”

The two eleven-year-olds turned to the dirt track and headed towards the bayou.


When they arrived, they were both awestricken by the tranquil scene before them. The sea was like a mirror. It reflected magnificent hues of blue created by a veil of clouds drifting against the deep blue background of the sky. Helena reached for her heart.

“Hmm,” she sighed blissfully, “can you feel it too, Marlon?”

Marlon simply smiled by way of answer.

“It’s moments like these,” Helena continued, “that I can feel the presence of divine love, you know.”

On hearing this, Marlon frowned. It did not go unnoticed, but Helena carried on talking.

“God is present in each and every one of us.”

“Well, it doesn’t feel like that to me,” Marlon said with bitterness in his voice.

Helena waited calmly for him to continue.

“You know, my poppa has never been the same,” he hesitated, “well, since momma passed away. God had no right takin’ her from us like that.”

Helena could feel the anger bottled up deep inside Marlon starting to rise up.

“Poppa had big plans for him and momma. He was going to carve out a life for them ... and for me. Poppa was gonna get us outa here.”

By now, Marlon’s face was red. He stared into the distance as he told a story of broken dreams. Helena listened attentively the whole time without interrupting him.


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“Now he’s stuck in that underpaid dead-end job at the plant with no future ahead of him. And people keep sayin’ that what my momma did was evil and that my poppa was to blame. But really, it was all my fault. Momma took her own life ‘cos,” Marlon stopped to catch his breath, “because I just ain’t good enough,” he blurted and burst into tears. “People are right, my momma didn’t love me.”

Helena put her arm around his shoulders and let him cry it all out.

“Your momma wasn’t evil, Marlon,” she began to speak when he had finished and was wiping his nose, “and no one is to blame for what happened to you and your folks. Your momma must have felt terrible to resort to such an act. Believe me, she loved you with all her heart. She just couldn’t take any longer whatever was tormenting her.”


Marlon looked at her with a look in his eyes that said he believed her. He would have believed anything Helena said. From the moment they met and he saw her standing with her eyes closed and her hands placed on the old oak, he knew there was something very special about her. He sensed she was very wise and very loving. He trusted her.

“People aren’t bad or stupid,” Helena continued, “they just do bad and stupid things from time to time and then blame others or themselves for it.”

By now, Marlon felt a sense of tranquillity coming over him like he had never experienced before. He listened closely to Helena’s words.


Lotus Flower by Jin Neoh


“And the reason for that is that they see no other way to get what they need in life. The thing is, they forget we are all born of love. The love of God. Once we begin to realize this and feel love for ourselves as we truly are, without our possessions, characteristics and accomplishments, we will forgive ourselves for whatever we feel guilty of.”

Marlon nodded silently with a smile on his face that came straight from his heart.

“We are all equal before God and we are all equally loved. Everything on Earth and in the Universe is perfectly whole. Life is the embodiment of love. Realizing this and understanding that we are alive to experience love, will bring enlightenment. In fact, I believe we already are enlightened. That is how we come into this life, except we keep forgetting this because of the disappointment and pain we experience.”

“Thank you, Helena,” Marlon whispered when Helena had finished, “you’re an angel.”

“Well I don’t know about that,” Helena laughed.

“Yeah, sure you are. We all are.”

“Yes, you’re right, Marlon. We all are,” Helena agreed wrapping her arms around him.


The two youngsters held each other tightly for a long time. Afterwards, they sat themselves down in the grass and enjoyed the view. It was then that they noticed a beautiful pink lotus flower on the surface of the water in the lagoon. They glanced at each other and knew something had changed for the better that afternoon.

“You know what I believe, Marlon?”

Marlon did not answer but was all ears.

“I believe everyone goes to heaven. Like you said earlier, our purpose is to shine. We are here to experience love and to take pleasure in our time on this wonderful Earth, and then return home to our divine mother and father in heaven.”


TO BE CONTINUED ON MOTHER’S DAY 13th  MAY!


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‘Key West Seascape II’ by Winterdove on Freeimages.com

‘Lotus Flower’ by Jin Neoh on Freeimages.com


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  • Kathleen McGreal

    Geplaatst op dinsdag 10 april 2018 om 18:51 uur

    What a marvelous story! Guilt can be extremely self-destructive. It can keep a person 'stuck' in a victim role. Forgiveness of others and self can be life-changing!



  • Wim

    Geplaatst op woensdag 11 april 2018 om 10:09 uur

    Thank you very much, Kathy ;-)) I have experienced guilt to such extent that I felt myself to be a perpetrator and a victim, repeatedly one after another in a vicious circle. And, like you said, forgiveness was my way out.



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