
One day in my mind’s eye
I peeked through a door
I saw a strange library
I had never seen before!

Then those who feared the Lord spoke to one another, and the Lord listened attentively and heard it, and a book of remembrance was written before Him for those who fear the Lord and esteem His name. Malachi 3:16
The books were about souls
The pages were alive
Each book was about a person!
Some souls had even died!

They are corrupt, and their actions are evil; not one of them does good! Psalm 14:1
The books were not of opinions
Filled with careless words
The books were written perfectly
In the way God observed!

The books were about souls
Who lived now and in the past!
The books still lived on
Their words truly did last!

Meaning the words themselves
Did not vanish away
Like the books written now
That will disappear some day!

How souls had lived on earth…
Still effected the living ones
Even though, some had departed…
Their ripples were noted by the Son! (Jesus)

I took one book down
I opened the pages real quick
I didn’t want anyone seeing me
I wanted to read just a bit!

Suddenly I felt a hand!
A hand on top of this book
A voice said, “Stop!”
“You are forbidden to look!”

I wondered where my book was
Could I search for it now?
I remembered I was
Still living….
My book was being written
Right now!

If these books could speak now
What would they say to me?
Would they teach me new truths?
Would these facts, involve me?

“Yes, yes, yes!”
I heard
A whisper…
“These books are
Souls you have met!”
“Their paths merged with yours!”
“See? God didn’t forget!”

I stop and thought…
I truly was blown away
That each book had my name
Inside them
What did they all say?

As I ponder this now,
I realise a significant thing…
I am still writing my story
But my past ripples had wings!

These ripples spread out
Some were fearful
Some were sad
Some connected with others
Some made others truly glad!

God records our ripples
In a way we don’t understand
God sees how we affect each other
It’s part of HIS GREAT PLAN!

Our ripples are what we do
They are seen in a supernatural realm
Ripples are golden and treasured
When God is at the helm!

God’s ripples are pure
Like a child’s beautiful heart
You can help others grow
When you allow good ripples to start!

But the choice is up to you
You personally create the change
It starts with one small act of pure love
That’s done in Jesus’s name!

If you want God’s ripples,
Just act with heaven’s love
This will stop the impact
Of the negative ones
And you will see His healing love!
~Poem Written By Helen Olenjin~



































































































