No Monique," The Father said, "Heaven is a gift for everybody."
Monique scoffed. She disappeared.
"I know," The Father said, "It's hard to understand why Monique is like that."
"Yes," Monica said, "But I'm also wondering about something. If she, or any of the other dark angels up to and including their leader, were to honestly and truly repent would You forgive them?"
"Absolutely," The Father said, "The question is will that ever happen."
"Probably not," Monica said with another sigh, "I just don't see how anyone can pick a life without you."
"We'll talk about that another time," The Father said.
Monica didn't say a word. She just nodded. Just then the sound of trumpets playing were heard. Monica thought that The Son must have come home. She quickly hurried away to give Him room and His proper place.
"Hello Monica," Jesus said smiling, "You did well."
"Thank you," Monica replied, "It means a lot to hear you say that."
This is the story of Monica's first assignment.
