Another draft that was never published on this blog.
My name is Zac. Well, Zachary, actually. Either way, it is a derivative of the Hebrew name Zechariah which means, “the Lord remembers.” But remembering is not a task just for God. It is a command to us.
Joshua’s memorial stones
Zac wrote that back in September, when the cancer had left his body. For one month and 2 days we enjoyed our new life together. We were like newlyweds. We saw the world wide open. What could we do? Where would we go? Hoping God would use us for something amazing. We were ready. Waiting. Zac was so excited to have this new life yet wanted so deeply to never forget what he had gone through. He kept telling me,” I have to remember. I ask God to always remind me of the cancer and His goodness”.
Life was so good that month.
I had him back again. The cancer was gone.
Then it came back. And now, it is Zac that is gone. (and God is still good)
I am camped out on the concept of what Zac was talking about. Remember. The Lord remembers. There are so many ways I can take that road.
Lord, help me to remember what you have shown us in this journey.
Lord, remember me in my pain. Show me your purpose
Lord, Help my kids remember Zac through me. I need to remember Zac and the wisdom he gave to our family.The fun we shared. The person that he was.
That my friends, is where you come in. I make it a point to tell stories to my children everyday about their dad. Sometimes it’s silly, most often it’s wise words that are seeded in our hearts.
I would love for everyone who is a reader of this blog, to be so kind and share a memory. A Zacadote if you will.(he used to say that when he would tell a long story) If you will write them in the comments section and I will approve it. I would love to print these out and have them for my kids. I cherish the opportunity for them to see their dad in a different light than my own.
Help us remember and who knows, maybe it will be good for you too.