Eternal Ink

I found this poem on a blog called www.whatchadotoday.blogspot.com

It was so sweet and true, I decided to post it here.

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.

THE END

Won't you take me to Nelsontown

This is the newest addition to our front yard. When I was at work the other day Bob showed the boys that if you pull up the moss under the oak tree you can make roads. Well, being that we have 110 million matchbox cars they decided to make a whole town. They started out small, but they worked on it all afternoon today and now we are happy to announce that in our front yard we have: Robbie's House, Justin's house, Nascar Track, Monster Truck Arena, the mall, Super Wawa, McDonalds, Gas station, and more that I'm probably forgetting. They have spent hours outside with their dad working on this little town. I love that my kids don't have to be entertained by the TV or computer or video games all day long. One suggestion from Daddy and they turned it into a whole town. Stop by, go to the mall, see a Nascar race and go to McDonalds all in my front yard.

A PROUD DAY FOR ME

When I woke up this morning, I was tired. I was dreaming a good dream and I just didn't feel like getting up, so I pushed getting out of bed until the last minute. I got up and had to leave in like 20 minutes. No big deal when it is just me getting ready. If it were Bob and the boys, I would be running around like a nut. So I got up, made coffee, threw my clothes in the dryer (god forbid I should break out the iron) and continued getting ready for work while my clothes dewrinkled. I pulled my hot clothes out of the dryer, burnt my stomach with the hot zipper, (another sign to take out the stinking iron and do it the right way), put my shirt on and left for work. I got in the car, went to put my seatbelt on only to realize that my shirt was on inside out!!! Thank God I was awake enough to notice then and not when I got to the office. My mother would have been so proud.

The moral of the story - GET OUT OF BED ON TIME AND IRON YOUR CLOTHES!!!

Too Hot to Cook

I forgot to post this yesterday. I was too excited about the free cake.

When it is hot, I'll make this for dinner so I don't have to use the oven.

1 lb Kielbasa
Onion
macaroni - can be what ever kind you want, my kids like the bow tie kind
BBQ sauce

Slice and fry the kielbasa and onions. I use my electric frying pan, not as hot as the stovetop. Boil macaroni. Mix kielbasa and onions with macaroni. Pour on BBQ sauce.

Yummy, the boys love it.

Free Cake - I'm there!!!

Bob and I had to go to the Social Security lawyer in Cherry Hill yesterday. He has his hearing coming up to be approved for Social Security Disability on August 6, so everyone cross your fingers he is approved and can begin collecting Social Security. He has pins and rods and plates in his neck and back.

ANYWAY, we stopped on the way home for lunch/dinner at the Star View Diner in Somerdale. Let me tell you, YUMMY!! I had french onion soup which was delicious and a chicken salad club sandwich which came with fries. The sandwich was delish and the fries where perfect. I will pick through a whole dish to pick out the extra crispy ones and then I don't want the other ones (no comments from my sister!!). They were all crispy and good.

So we're full and ready for the check and the waitress comes over with a piece of white cake with coconut icing and a piece of chocolate cake with a chocolate ganache icing. She says these are for you on the house!!! My three favorite words. They were getting ready to put out the new cakes and needed to move the less fresh, still perfectly delicious cakes out of the display.

Well, I like to help out where I can, so I forced myself to eat the free piece of cake.

Aren't I noble.

Two Boys and a Baby

This is the newest member of our family. His name is Brandon. He is my niece Chrissy's new baby. This is the first time the boys have ever held a baby. They weren't real sure about holding him. He's so small and squirmy. After these pictures were taken, the boys were playing outside and Brandon was crying. Justin came running up to me "Mommy, what are they doing to that little baby!?! It is hard to believe that my babies were once even smaller than Brandon. How time flys!!

One of those days

I'm having one of those days today, and I don't know why. I'm just irritated. Not by anything specific, just in general. I'm not happy with myself, my house is a wreck, the boys apparently think we have a maid who comes and cleans up their messes, etc. I hate being in this mood. I'm usually in a good mood, but I am just in that pissy, cranky, annoyed with everything and everyone mood today.

Yesterday's sermon at church was about obediance. I prayed alot last night for God to show me what he wanted me to do and I would obey. Hopefully I'll feel my answer soon.