A little under five years ago, I had my first dream with
Zach in it. I remember a young man
coming closer and closer and my heart rate going faster and faster in
anticipation of seeing “who” the young man was.
As he came into my view, I was so overcome with excitement, joy,
relief~I suppose I felt all the emotions that come from seeing someone you love
whom you have not seen in a very long time.
When I reached up with the reality of being able to truly hug my son, I
awoke. Zach was in my dream. He came to see me. And with his handsome face and big beautiful
bright smile, his eyes seemed to penetrate my soul letting me know he was all
right and that he is near and watching over me.
Last January, early in the morning of my birthday, I had
another dream. I felt as if a child was
at my bedside. When I looked up, there
was Zach (probably around the age of 3-4) staring at me. He wanted to get into bed and snuggle, just
as he did when he was a little boy. I
opened the covers and he climbed right in and snuggled right up. Then, all of a sudden, he was deep into the
covers down by my feet, curled up into a ball staring up at me. I lifted the covers and asked him, “What are
you doing?” His darling little face,
bright smile, and with those sparkling blue eyes that seemed to penetrate my
soul again seemed to say, “I love you Mom.”
From that dream I sensed yet again, Zach is near and our angel is
watching over us.
Just a few months ago, I had another dream of Zach. In my dream, I was showing a woman around a
place that is very special and sacred to me.
I was explaining to her the different areas and sharing “why” each place
is significant and important to me. I
also shared that I began serving there shortly after Zach’s passing. This woman asked me “how” Zach died. I shared with her how he passed away. To which she replied, “That is so sad.” Our conversation continued by her asking me
if I see Zach when I am serving there. I
replied with, “Every time!” (Of course, I do not see him every time, but this
was in my dream). She then asked me, “Do
you see him now?” I looked across the
room we were in and there was Zach.
Again, his countenance was as bright as the sun. He was lovingly staring at me as if to
reassure me he is always near.
Each of my children has had a dream with Zach visiting
them. My husband has had many dreams
with Zach visiting him. I believe dreams
are a way that loved ones can communicate with us. I also believe that the Spirit can
communicate through our loved ones those very things we need to know and things
we need to do. I love Elder Richard G.
Scott’s talk he gave in regards to personal revelation. And in this particular talk, Elder Scott
addresses dreams and their significance to each of us personally. I am attaching the talk if you are interested
in reading it.
One of Zach’s favorite Christmastime books was “The Polar
Express.” We love the movie and I especially love the song “Believe” by Josh
Groban. The lyrics of this song resonate
with me and speak to my soul.
Specifically:
“Believe
in what your heart is saying
Hear
the melody that's playing
There's
no time to waste
There's
so much to celebrate
“Believe
in what you feel inside
And
give your dreams the wings to fly
You
have everything you need
If
you just believe”
At this time of year, I believe that our Father in Heaven
gave us the greatest gift, His Son, our Savior, Jesus Christ. I believe with all my heart that He provided
a way through the gift of His infinite atonement for us to be with our families
“forever” again. “Believe in what you
feel inside and give your dreams the wings to fly; you have everything you need…
if you just believe.”
As for now, I can see Zach… if only in my dreams.
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| Gone but not forgotten |
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| Merry Christmas Zach! |
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| And then, there are sweet angels who remember our Zach |
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| Last hike in Zion |
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| He is our "angel" |
"BELIEVE"
