A VIDEO CLIP - "ROGER'S GIFT"`

Last Saturday a memorial service was held for a dear friend of mine who died of prostate cancer. Due to poor health and the distance involved I was unable to attend the service. A friend, however, sent me a video clip that Roger made with the help of a friend, shortly before he died. He made it as a gift to his dear family and friends.

It touch me deeply and I requested and was given permission from his friend, Diane Varner, to post it to my blog. I hope it will be a blessing to you. Here is the web address to it.

http://www.dianevarner.com/Rogers_Gift/

The morning I received word or Roger's death I had just begun writing a poem about a winter scene with a cardinal sitting on a branch with snow all around. With a sorrowful heart the direction of the poem took a whole new direction as I remembered and prayed for Roger and his family. I dedicated it to Roger, but it encompasses him and his lovely family. I hope it will touch your heart in a very special way. As you read it please picture not only a "Majestic Cardinal" but also a dear loyal friend and his loving family.

Majestic Cardinal

Majestic Cardinal sits on high,

Regal silhouette against sky.

His kingdom he views from his throne.

Snow covers every leaf and stone.

His treasures buried 'neath the sod,

So for his food he turns to God.

From his throne he sees lady fair,

Her hands spread bread crumbs everywhere.

From a man's ever loving wife,

Comes forth the creature's bread of life.

Her love flows forth, gift does impart,

Our loving Lord has touched her heart.

In the winter of our life we find

Our loving God is ever kind.

His snow of love makes us all whole,

Eternal life restores our soul.

My friends and family care for me,

Within their eyes His love I see.

They feed and serve me with their love,

Prepare my soul for things above.

In white snow, holiness I see,

The bread of life He's given me.

And as I breathe a final sigh.

I know with Him I'll reign on high!

The cardinal and I will sing,

Eternal praises to our king.

And with our friends on distant shore,

Commune in joy forevermore.

This poem is dedicated to the memory of my friend, Roger Morse, who showed brotherly love toward me in the time of my deepest need.

Don E. Cunningham

©10-27-2007

I hope you will take the time today to give a friend a hug and let them know you love them.

Hugs, In Christ's and My Love,

Don E. Cunningham 11/28/07