Heaven's Gates

   As my eyes closed tightly a dream began, it was confusing at first but it felt like paradise at the same time. I saw people dressed in white, some playing the harp and other musical instruments and others laughing and interacting with their colleagues and living a life that I've always dreamt of having but was somehow too far to reach. Then it all started to make sense now. It was Heaven's Gates, exactly how I saw it in the movies but it felt so real, I thought you only get a chance to see Heaven when you've died. " Am I dead !? I can't be ! I still have a lot to do, bills to finish pay, expecting to see my man and my clothes still pon dhe line."

   Just as I thought about that I jumped out of bed, terrified with a slight headache and an irregular heartbeat. I held my chest and went for a glass of water to calm me down. When I went back to normal I got back into bed praying that I'd see Heaven's Gates one more time so I got relaxed and waited patiently for sleep to hit me again because it seemed like it was telling me something. Tossing and turning, sleep claimed me once again as I searched for my dream, something fuzzy came to sight. When it became clearer I was boasted with excitement knowing that the dream I've been waiting for was back.

   I walked around observing all the different faces and how they looked in their white gowns and they all looked back at me with a weird look, probably wondering why was I soo close to their faces and touching their clothing one after another. Most of them showed pity and some just looked me straight in the eye without uttering a word but it took one person to come up to me and asked, " why is your body split in half?" Again I became more terrified because the strangest things were happening. First Heaven's Gates now having to face the face that my body's split in half. As fear made its way across my face I slowly looked down at myself and in my mind I giggled and then said, My body's not split in half, it's just that one side of my gown is black and the other half is white. " They all stood tall and said this line like they rehearsed it and knew I was coming, " No man has never entered the Gates of Heaven with both black and white clothing, you must go to ' The Voice ' immediately and find out why are you both colours. " When fear befriended me once more The Voice said, " I know why you are black and white, the white represents you becoming a Christian and living according to My word and the black represents all your struggles, worries and the shame that you carry around and the only way to get rid of all that including your bad habits is to forgive and believe that things will get better, forgive those who was a bad influence on you, forgive the ones who put you down even though you were already down and who lead you astray but most of all, let go and let Me." Right there and then I knew what I was doing had to change and make things right.

   About a year or so later I ended up in the hospital without any visits from family or friends but my man was by my side day and night waiting for me to come back home with him. I was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer and there was no medications that could free me from this sickness. Being a couch potato in tge hospital for so long I died in a coma that lasted for a week and for a third time, I saw Heaven's Gates but this time it wasn't a dream and today when I look down at myself I'm wearing all white