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Eternal Ink

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.

* * *Forward this to as many people as you can, and let them now of the eternal ink. . .