Rush Limbaugh has just announced he’s got advanced lung cancer.
Rush has been an inspirational figure for me. He cheered me when I had almost given up on Conservatism as a dead cause.
He, and I, were so often in tune that I wondered if I had become one of those “Mind-numbed-robots” his critics claimed were the sole listeners.
Rarely did I disagree with him on anything.
I think the reason is that neither of us gets paid to voice someone else’s opinions outside of commercials. He is an authentic voice.
I have not listened to him regularly for almost 20 years due to my work schedule. My wife is a blessing in so many ways, and among them I list the fact that when I have an afternoon off she lets me listen while we drive somewhere.
I have been following Rush since his first days on national radio. I listened to him on replay during the coldest nights of my life driving a snow-plow in Minnesota. During blazing days pushing a lawnmower to pay the rent. And hundreds of other times when I needed to listen to a brilliant and entertaining voice in the wilderness of liberal media.
He is in need of prayers. Even if you don’t like him, pray for him. I pray for people I can’t stand regularly. Not just at the moment of anger, but I put them on my prayer list.
Please add Rush to yours today.