God's Eternal Ink

Someone posted this on facebook and it's just something I think we should always keep in mind.


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 it's 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 God's 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 God-
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 God as my helper,
I will win lost souls to Thee,
For I know that they will live with thee
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 God
I now have seen the link
For I saw an angel write my life
With God's eternal ink.

Written by Pastor Craig F. Pitts

Pinterest

okay.
my new addiction.
just another website to waste my time on.
but i feel like it is a little more useful than refreshing twitter and facebook a million times.
atleast there are always new things to "pin".
pretty sure it just makes me want to go shopping.
or decorate my room.
or go take pictures.
or get married (haha jk, but really all the wedding stuff)
or make some delcious food.
so ya.


and thanks madi for telling me about it haha

Awkward loneliness

Tonight I went with my family to the Red Lobster for my birthday dinner as tradition. We invited my grandma and also Colby brought his girlfriend Janelle and Ryan brought his fiancé Courtney. They are both super sweet and they both brought me way cute gifts which I wasn't expecting at all. Dinner was delicious and I had a fun time!

But for most of the evening just picture this...
My dad is sitting at one end of the table with my mom and grandma on both sides of him having their adult conversations.
Next to my mom is Ryan and Courtney and next to my Grandma is Colby and Janelle. Both my brothers with their arms around their girls, having their own little conversations, and just being all cute and all
...
And then there's me.
Sitting in-between the couples.
Just playing with my fork.
Just awkward loneliness.

I know I'm the youngest and all and I really am glad the girls came!
I just found those moments kind of humorous.

Three people that made the difference

The boy-
Just simple friends, classmates in school. Don't even know each other that well. Yet he was one of the few at school that I can count on my fingers that happened to actually know today was a special day to me. Simple phrase of "happy birthday" meant more than you would think.

The girl-
The one I wish I could be. The prettiest and funniest. Hardly ever talk to her, but yeah we're friends. Somehow she always seems to just say "hey" with a smile on the days that I need it the most.

The brother-
The one who always instantly makes my day better. Always surprising me. Going out of his way just to make my whole day. Decorating my car, giving me money, but mostly just showing how much he cares for me

Sick to my stomach

Tonight two girls from Spanish fork were hit by a train and died and one is in critical condition.

This makes me sick to my stomach just thinking about it.
And I don't even know the girls.

I just can't imagine how terrible that must have been.
And I can't imagine how terrible it must be for the family and friends.

My prayers go out to them.

It makes me realize how much I take my family and friends and even just the people I know for granted.

You never know when they are gonna be gone.

I should appreciate every little moment I have with my friends and family.

Because life is short and you never know when a moment is going to be your last.

Afraid

I'm afraid to let go.
I'm afraid that you'll never feel the same way about me as I feel about you.
I'm afraid that we'll never really be friends.
I'm afraid of losing you in my life.
I'm afraid that you don't even care about me.
I'm afraid that we might never talk again.
I'm afraid you'll never realize how much you mean to me.
I'm afraid that you have no idea how much I need you.
I'm afraid that I'll never be able to move on.
I'm afraid that none of my wishes will ever come true.
I'm afraid that no one will ever care for you like I do.
I'm afraid that I'll never be able to feel this way about anybody else.
I'm afraid of moving on.
I'm afraid that I might regret moving on.
I'm afraid that I'm annoying you.
I'm afraid of waiting.
I'm afraid that you might never think of me.
I'm afraid that you'll forget me.
I'm afraid that I'll probably never have the chance.

One simple text

All I really want is one simple text from you.
Even if all it says is "hey."
Because then I'll know for just one moment
You were thinking of me.

Counting the days as they go by..
Being patient.

Why I dance - ADC

ADC
Athena Dance Company

it's more than just a dance company.

it's a family.

I seriously feel like the girls that are on ADC are the sisters that I have never had. 
Even the girls I haven't known for that long. 
Unless you have been on ADC then I don't think anyone could actually understand what it feels like.
What it feels like to walk into the dance studio on those days you just want to give up.
And yet someone WILL make you smile, no matter how bad of a day it has been.
When we push each other to work our hardest.
We dance for each other.
We lift each other through our trials.
We feel something through dance.
It is how we express ourselves.
and how we finally just let go.
When you can't hold in your emotions any longer..
and it all just comes out on the dance floor

"tears of sadness. tears of joy.

either way...

teardrops on the dance floor

are the ones most felt"

My amazing director Tyne was telling us on thursday how she feels that when we truly dance and express ourselves she sees us as who Heavenly Father sees us as.

and I believe thats true.

I believe when I dance, I am my true self.

That is why I dance.

ADC is why I dance.

It's not because I'm some amazing dancer...

cause I'm really not that great.

I have a lot I can work on.

But I dance because it's my passion.

It is what makes me happiest in my life.

I still can't believe I went all last year without it.

All of those endless hours in rehearsal.

All of the uncontrollable laughter.

The inside jokes.

The crazy costumes.

The amazing moments when you hit a triple or a quad (or 5 or 6 if you're angel haha)

The feeling when you are dancing perfectly in sync with the girls next to you.

The awkward moments when you mess up.

The excitement of performing.

The parties that bond us forever.

The dances that we perfect.

And the simple moments that I will never forget.

Thank you ADC

for being in my life

I don't know where I would be without you girls

I'm grateful that for this one year

we get to dance together

and forever be bonded

as ADC

Rainbows

I like to look for rainbows

whenever there is rain

and ponder on the beauty

of an earth made clean again



I want my life

to be as clean

as earth right after rain

I want to be the best I can

and live with God again



*inspired by Michelle singing on our hayride
in the rain at HeeHaws with ADC*