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I dreamed I was in heaven

Where an angel kept God's book.

He was writing so intently

I just had to take a look.

It was not, at first, his writing

That made me stop and think

But the fluid in the bottle

That was marked eternal ink.

This ink was most amazing,

Dark black upon his blotter

But as it touched the parchment

It became as clear as water.

The angel kept on writing,

But as quickly as a wink

The words were disappearing

With that strange eternal ink.

The angel took no notice,

But kept writing on and on.

He turned each page and filled it

Till all its space was gone.

I thought he wrote to no avail,

His efforts were so vain

For he wrote a thousand pages

That he'd never read again.

And as I watched and wondered that

This awesome sight was mine,

I actually saw a word stay black

As it dried upon the line.

The angel wrote and I thought I saw

A look of satisfaction.

At last he had some print to show

For all his earnest action.

A line or two dried dark and stayed

As black as black can be,

But strangely the next paragraph

Became invisible to see.

The book was getting fuller,

The angel's records true,

But most of it was blank, with

Just a few words coming through.

I knew there was some reason,

But as hard as I could think,

I couldn't grasp the significance

Of that eternal ink.

The mystery burned within me,

And I finally dared to ask

The angel to explain to me

Of his amazing task.

And what I heard was frightful

As the angel turned his head.

He looked directly at me,

And this is what he said...

I know you stand and wonder

At what my writing's worth

But God has told me to record

The lives of those on earth.

The book that I am filling

Is an accurate account

Of every word and action

And to what they do amount.

And since you have been watching

I must tell you what is true;

The details of my journal

Are the strict accounts of YOU.

The Lord asked me to watch you

As each day you worked and played.

I saw you as you went to church,

I saw you as you prayed.

But I was told to document

Your life through all the week.

I wrote when you were proud and bold,

I wrote when you were meek.

I recorded all your attitudes

Whether they were good or bad.

I was sorry that I had to write

The things that make God sad.

So now I'll tell the wonder

Of this eternal ink,

For the reason for its mystery

Should make you stop and think.

This ink that God created

To help me keep my journal

Will only keep a record of

Things that are eternal.

So much of life is wasted

On things that matter not

So instead of my erasing,

Smudging ink and ugly blot.

I just keep writing faithfully and

Let the ink do all the rest

For it is able to decide

What's useless and what's best.

And God ordained that as I write

Of all you do and say

Your deeds that count for nothing

Will just disappear away.

When books are opened someday,

As sure as heaven is true;

The Lord's eternal ink will tell

What mattered most to you.

If you just lived to please yourself

The pages will be bare,

And God will issue no reward

For you when you get there.

In fact, you'll be embarrassed,

You will hang your head in shame

Because you did not give yourself

In love to Jesus' Name.

Yet maybe there will be a few

Recorded lines that stayed

That showed the times you truly cared,

Sincerely loved and prayed.

But you will always wonder

As you enter heaven's door

How much more glad you would have been

If only you'd done more.

For I record as God sees,

I don't stop to even think

Because the truth is written

With God's eternal ink.

When I heard the angel's story

I fell down and wept and cried

For as yet I still was dreaming

I hadn't really died.

And I said: O angel tell the Lord

That soon as I awake

I'll live my life for Jesus-

I'll do all for His dear sake.

I'll give in full surrender;

I'll do all He wants me to;

I'll turn my back on self and sin

And whatever isn't true.

And though the way seems long and rough

I promise to endure.

I'm determined to pursue the things

That are holy, clean and pure.

With Jesus as my helper,

I will win lost souls to Thee,

For I know that they will live with Christ

For all eternity.

And that's what really matters

When my life on earth is gone

That I will stand before the Lord

And hear Him say, well done.

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Sep 12 2011 21:39 GMT megmet PRO
Quite simply superb!

FT1