Genealogy Dream

I dreamed my Father called me home
Across the great divide,
I was very much bewildered
I thought surely I had died.

St. Peter met me at the gate
He said, “Come follow me.
There’s something I must show you,
Something you must see.

Then I saw rows of people
Standing in a line.
When I looked them over,
They were relatives of mine.

Some among that massive crowd
I remembered well.
Some had lived long years before
I came to earth to dwell.

They were Grand Grandparents
Whom I was glad to see
But when I walked toward them
They turned away from me.

Then I saw my cousins,
My uncles and my aunts.
They said to me accusingly,
“We didn’t have a chance

To do the work that must be done
To start us on our way
To gain for us Eternal Life
So here we have to stay.

My Father and my Mother, too
Were standing apart
They looked so disappointed.
It made the tear drops start.

I turned and saw my Savior
On his face there was a frown.
“I died upon the cross for them
And you have let them down.

Behold your noble ancestors
Waiting for the day
When you would open up the gates
To help them on their way.

My heart was very heavy
As I looked these people o’er.
The blinding tears ran down my face.
I turned to him once more.

“Please blessed Savior, send me back,
I’ll make another try.
I’ll do the work for all my kin.
I’m not prepared to die.

I will not miss a single one,
I’m so ashamed, dear Lord.
I’ll try to do each ordinance
According to Thy word.

Then I awoke the dream was gone
I had not passed away.
But I made resolutions
To start that very day.

Baptisms, endowments, and sealings
I found were not a few.
The more I searched and searched
The more I found to do.

But I will keep on hunting
And searching all the while.
Next time I meet my ancestors,
I’ll meet them with a smile.

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