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Marcus was
disincarnated
spirit.
But what does
that mean? It
means Marcus
does not have a
physical body
anymore. He does
not need the
body, just as a
piece of cloth
that is not
needed anymore.
He then went to
the spiritual
world.
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Marcus,
therefore,
continued the
same way as
before: he felt
alive, loved the
family he left
in Earth, his
friends, his
school and
children’s
plays.
He was doing
really well in
the spiritual
world. He would
accomplish the
tasks which he
was asked to do.
He was doing so
well he got a
very important
mission from his
mentor, a very
nice and
beautiful
auntie.
– Marcus, you
will now become
a guardian
angel.
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He got so
euphoric and
said: |
– Oh, really?
That is so
good!...
– You got this
role with your
dedication and
good will,
Marcus. You will
now protect
another boy and
incentive him to
do good things.
You will also
orientate him to
avoid evil.
Marcus felt
really happy. He
loved the fact
he was a
protecting
angel, with no
wings or
night-dress.
He then went
together with
his mentor to
the boy’s house.
They soon
arrived at a
small village.
They got inside
a small and
peaceful house.
They then saw an
eight-year old
boy at the
kitchen sat at
the table next
to his parents
and two younger
brothers.
His mentor
pointed out to
the boy and
said:
– This is the
boy, Marcus. His
name is
Marcelo.
She then said
good-bye to
Marcus:
– Good luck,
Marcus. Let God
protect you! I
will be back in
a week’s time to
know how you are
getting on with
your new task.
If you need
anything, please
call me through
your thoughts. I
will be here
immediately.
He was really
excited with his
new task. Marcus
went to school
together with
Marcelo and
thought:
– This is easy!
Why would this
be
difficult?!...
On the way to
school, Marcelo
decides to climb
a wall to steel
an orange. If it
wasn’t for
Marcus, he would
have broken his
leg.
They soon met a
group of boys on
the way to
school. Marcelo
decided to put
up a fight with
them. If it
wasn’t for the
angel’s help, he
would have been
bitten by the
other boy, who
was much bigger
than him. Marcus
managed to
suggest to their
ears:
– Do not do
this! Jesus does
not like boys
who fight. You
could get hurt.
Calm down!...
Marcus was able
to get them
apart from each
other then.
At school,
Marcelo was
ready to play
with the teacher
by frightening
her. He would be
punished for
sure, and if it
wasn’t for the
angel who
suggested to him
not to do that.
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Marcelo then got
back home and
put up a fight
with his little
brother. If it
wasn’t for
Marcus, he would
be ‘beaten’ by
his father.
Later on that
day, Marcelo
decided to play
football. Marcus
went there with
him, trying to
protect the boy
from any
danger.
By the end of
the day, Marcus
managed to save
frog from death,
avoided Marcelo
to cut himself
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with a
knife
from the
kitchen
and to
get
electrocuted.
Marcus then sat
down and said,
relieved:
– Thank God!
Fortunately, we
managed to
finish the day
without any
serious damage,
but I don’t know
if I can handle
another day like
this!...
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He then saw his
mentor
approaching him.
She was smiling
and asked a
question she
seemed to know
the answer
already: |
– How was your
day, Marcus?
– Oh! Auntie...
I can not handle
this. I am
exhausted. This
boy is
terrible!
She then said
calmly:
– Can you see
how hard it is
to be someone’s
guardian angel?
You have been
misbehaved as
well, remember?
You have now
learned you
should not hurt
people, animals,
etc. But only
time and
learning made
you change.
– Yes, it is
true! – Marcus
agreed. He
remembers he was
a misbehaved
child.
– A lot of
Patience, good
will and
determination is
needed. People
need to learn,
but they will
only change
really with
time. That is
why the task of
helping someone
is so hard. We
need to suggest
them healthy
ideas, incentive
them to do good
things, to
piece, to work
and to forgive.
Nevertheless,
they will only
change their
behaviour
according to
their own will,
since we can not
interfere on
their lives. Got
it?
– Yes, I got
it.
– Do you want to
give up on the
task?
Marcus then
thought and
said,
convicted:
– No. I will
continue. Let
God help me!...
Aunt Celia
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