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10 July 2008 ! at 9:37 PM ! 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: "Oh, 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." For is it really worth it as my life lies at the brink? And I realize that God keeps books with His eternal ink. Should all my life be focused on things that turn to dust? From this point on I'll serve the Lord; I can, I will, I must! I will NOT send blank pages up to God's majestic throne For where that record's going now is my eternal home. I'm giving all to Jesus I now have seen the link For I saw an angel write my life with God's eternal ink. By: Craig F. Pitts Something for every one of us to think and ponder upon (: Ah, guess what. I twisted my ankle yet once more yesterday during S&W. Argh. And I'll have to do make up lessons. Had APA referencing test yesterday. I didn't finish the paper on time. I'm like, so pissed with myself. I was lah. I was so angry, it was an open book test and I literally just lost marks because I couldn't finish on time. And after English test, I rushed off to Spanish lesson, only to be greeted with another test. >< I suppose Spanish test was pretty okay. Hopefully I'll score a little. Winnie told us our PPCM test marks range today. About half of the class got 40 plus. I remembered I only studied the morning before the test. Literally killed myself again by getting only 30 plus. With rest of half of the class. And 2 of my classmates got full marks. Argh, cassandra, you really need to put in more effort to bring your grades up. Otherwise, don't mention about Director's List, you won't even be top of the level for any of your modules. :// I'm so scared for Karuna's test! I know it was actually super straight forward, but guess what. I didn't study because I forgot all about it till the week before. I'm getting a little more stressed already. What more, I really cannot disappoint my family and especially ah yee, she's like sponsering me to study whatever I want in NP. And she paid for my diving trip etc. Had ITA test this morning. It was pretty okay, skipped a couple of steps here and there 'cause I didn't know how to convert what to what. Aye. IT's never been my forte. On the contrary, it has been my nemesis since Crescent days. Didn't go for training today 'cause I went to the Chinese doctor instead. Ah, they did tui na on my sprained ankle, and on Sam's one too 'cause she sprained hers too. It was so painful! :/// It feels slightly better, I suppose. Ah saw the Mark Lee and Jeff Wang travel round the world show just now. They went to Italy! Ahh makes me wanna go too! But I wanna go Spain first still :D Just seeing the rich culture on TV glued me to my seat. The guys just started singing for fun on TV and all, something I wish Singaporeans would do. Not think about embarrassing themselves, but to let loose and have fun doing silly things like that. I think these are the things that makes life fun and silly :D Ah I've caught the flu bug again. Nasty thing, that little bugger. >< Diving's trip postponed, somehow I feel a little relieved, starting to fear the deep blue sea a little at the thought of going down :/ <3, CASS. |