Mourning A Good Man

Yesterday Tony Snow died. It was a sad day. No, I didn't know this man personally...only saw him on TV...but I've learned an amazing amount about this man from listening to what people have said about him. Yesterday evening I sat crying in front of the television set after listening to Brett Bare on the FOX channel relive the kindness that Mr. Snow showed during the illness of Brett's son. I cried while I watched Tony Snow leave a building in Washington D.C., after deciding that he could no longer do the job of Press Secretary----and as the camera panned out, a huge crowd of people were standing on the steps as a tribute to him. On national TV Mr. Snow said that he didn't need any gifts on Father's Day. The best gift he ever had was hearing his three children yelling, "Daddy!" when he got home. Every person interviewed mentioned how much Tony Snow loved his wife and children. He was not ashamed to talk about his family or how much he loved them.
Tony Snow's faith in God was also talked about and how he mentioned his relationship with Jesus Christ to many....that his faith is what helped him through the illness that his cancer caused. That even though his body was deteriorating, his spirit was still strong.
Even though I never met Tony Snow in person. I think he is the sort of guy I would have liked to have known. He seemed very down to earth--even though he worked in D.C. The kind of guy you'd like to call a friend.
He obviously was a friend to many. Even though his life was cut short by cancer, he left a wonderful legacy behind. One that I'm sure will live on through the lives of those he touched while here on Earth.
It is said that a being a strong man has very little to do with actual physical strength but everything to do with kindness and gentleness. A man of great strength is not afraid to put out his hand to help someone else....to open his heart...and to offer words of encouragement.