Of one of the captains, it's known that he was once a sailor who served onboard the convict ships during the period of transportation. This ship's captain now spends his days at the helm of a very different convict ship. Here he contemplates God's infinite love and goodness. He has chosen to humbly serve the Lord by transporting unrepentant and sinful souls to the solitude of the Mountainous Islands of Purgatory: a realm which God created in his mercy. Consider this though, the houses which face directly to the quiet water of this small harbour had to be built, stone had to be quarried and dressed, lime mortar had to be mixed, wooden doors had to be carpentered, anchor buoys and shackles had to be made. Who did this? Could it be that many in God's kingdom choose to serve him in a similar way to the way they did on earth? The magistrate on the island is a real person and he dresses in the same way he would've hundreds of years ago. He has a clerk, both now choose to serve God in the next life in an official capacity.
One must therefore ask the question: just exactly how different is heaven from how earth should have been?
One of the things which prompt us to ask this question is the fact that a little dog accompanies the ship's captain on his voyages. She lives with him in one of the cottages that face the harbour.
We know God works, we know Jesus, Mary and Joseph don't stop. We know the angels are engaged with doing and we know that the saints intercede and are part of our world just as much as they are in heaven. The church in heaven and the church on earth are united. We work here, so there's no reason why we can't work in heaven. Or do we sit on fluffy clouds for an eternity looking and feeling all saintly? I think not.