jimnyc
03-25-2021, 05:49 PM
Threnody. Had to look that one up! Probably only 2 who know it would be Kath and Tyr. :)
Threnody - A threnody is a wailing ode, song, hymn or poem of mourning composed or performed as a memorial to a dead person.
And damn, seems like they can all communicate greatly or write greatly in the Limbaugh family.
His brother David is a great writer, so including similar from him at bottom.
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Rush Lives On
Stephen N. Limbaugh III
There’s a long-running joke in the Limbaugh family about meeting someone new. When we introduce ourselves to someone using our full name, often the person will lean in to ask (as we brace ourselves for hostile comment), “Limbaugh? Wait, are you related to… Andy Limbaugh?!”
Andy, a guy who has never met a stranger, is a cousin of Rush Hudson Limbaugh III. And Andy’s story reveals an important aspect about how our family shaped Rush into a man who made Limbaugh a household name in all four corners of the world.
Born and reared in Cape Girardeau, Missouri, Rush was heir to a legal legacy of statewide repute, courtesy of his namesake and grandfather Rush Hudson Limbaugh Sr.—“Pop,” as we called him. Pop lived to age 104, and at one point past the century mark he was the oldest practicing attorney in the nation. Many remember radio Rush interviewing Pop on the show for his 100th birthday.
Being born into a legacy built on honesty, hard work, and especially education brings certain pressures to live up to the expectations of the public. When I was young, Rush and I formed a special bond over this very circumstance. My grandmother Anne, Rush’s aunt, often told the younger generations, “remember who you are and who you represent,” but as structure-averse natural pranksters, this reminder was often ignored.
You see, my gifts are musical, and it can be difficult for family, teachers, and peers to understand a career path that is not determined by good grades. Seeing a similarity to his own experience with school, Rush worked with my parents, a stockbroker and a judge, to allow me to drop out of high school and pursue music full time.
As Rush told me in a 2001 email shortly after he lost his hearing, “it would very unfortunate if anyone, no matter who (family) and what their best intentions might be, were able to talk you out of your current attitude. And there is no time frame you must meet. I didn’t become a “success” in most people’s eyes until I was 37 years old in Sacramento, doing my first-ever talk show. And even then, I earned “only” $45,000 a year. And EVEN THEN, because many in the family (and others outside the family) did not understand the social/business relevance and worth of being on the radio, I was still terribly worried about, as in,‘When is he going to outgrow this hobby and get serious with his life’s work?’” Rush never blamed his parents or grandparents, of course, but it was difficult for those generations—born on nineteenth-century farms and the first to attend college, their children members of the Greatest Generation—to understand that passion guided by wisdom is enough to make something of oneself.
It is a message Rush often repeated on the radio, but imagine being a kid and having the undisputed king of political entertainment tell you, “You can make it! Keep going! Do not listen to people who have failed.” It makes the heart glow with inspiration.
This brings me to the original joke: everyone in our family is someone living up to the Limbaugh legacy. Rush was proud of all of us. When my father Stephen N. Limbaugh Jr. received a federal judicial appointment, or years ago when cousin Dan was accepted into West Point, or his brother David hit the New York Times bestseller list, or other family members had major accomplishments, Rush always joked, “Congratulations! Finally, someone in the family is making something of themselves!”
Rush’s correspondence, like his radio show, was rife with humor. He once told a joke about a man who had gone to heaven. As Saint Peter escorted him through the pearly gates, they happen upon an unimaginably opulent throne room. Above the throne read the name “Rush Limbaugh.” “Wow, is this the room reserved for Rush when he comes here?” “No,” Peter replies. “This is God’s throne room, He just thinks He’s Rush Limbaugh.” When Rush met the Lord last month, I imagine God smiled and told him jokes like that are exactly why He gave him the gift of humor—to bring some levity to the nasty world of politics.
Rush’s humor came from his mother, known to me as Aunt Millie. (My grandfather, Stephen N. Limbaugh, Sr., shared a story about Rush flying her to New York to shop on Madison Avenue. After briefly perusing the fine women’s apparel, Aunt Millie turned to the clothier and asked if she could “take a look at the bargain rack.”) Equal to his humor was his generosity, which has fortunately been well-documented since his passing. The weeks leading up to Christmas were always somewhat difficult when the question of “what do we get Rush?” arose. Meanwhile, Rush himself would commandeer a room in his brother David’s house and stack up boxes on boxes of Apple products. One by one, we were invited in to pick out what we wanted. He loved sharing his passions with other people. We all had been worried sick about Rush’s health ever since his diagnosis. It is unquestionably the case in my mind that the tens of millions of prayers extended the man’s life beyond what was scientifically possible. So what did we give the man who had everything? Our family, Rush’s friends, and Americans across the country came together and gave him our hearts.
Shortly before Rush’s father died in 1990, an exchange was recounted to me by my grandmother. Having seen the beginnings of his son’s national success, a very sick Rush Limbaugh Jr. was asked by my grandmother “so what do you think of Rusty (his family nickname) now?” Rush’s father solemnly replied, “I think he is a genius.” These were words that were never directly expressed to Rush by his father, and when I shared this in an email to him a decade later, it received no response. I did however notice in Rush’s library one Thanksgiving that a large portrait of his father had been placed on the wall above his desk. There is little more gratifying than proving to a parent that they did a good job, and you turned out ok.
The last email I received from him was in response to a piece of music I had written for his 70th birthday. “I am so sorry I am late thanking you. I’ve been in the hospital all week and still am. But I really do appreciate this Stephen, so much. You are just one heck of a great guy and I’m honored to be in the same family”—the final encouraging nod of approval. Rush was my mentor and a champion of my work, but most importantly, he imbued in me a sense of wise direction, establishing my True North. That is the real tonic of artists, which Rush knew as well as Beethoven or Shakespeare. For the rest of my life, there will not be a day that goes by where I will not think of him.
As we reorient ourselves in this new wilderness, we must all now commit to one more thing for our dear Rush: the preservation of his legacy as it originally existed. It must never be adulterated, rewritten, or appropriated so that future generations shall know him as he was. As students of history, we understand the natural rise and fall of civilizations, so our duty is set, and our hearts emboldened: this great country may fall, and the world may die, but Rush Limbaugh will live on forever.
https://americanmind.org/salvo/rush-lives-on/
Rush Limbaugh: A Loving Brother and ‘a Friend to Countless Americans’
February 19, 2021
Editor’s note: David Limbaugh wrote the following column in February 2020, just after his brother’s diagnosis. He will have more to say about his brother’s passing next week.
I am uniquely blessed to be Rush Limbaugh’s brother in ways too numerous to count, and I am blessed to be in the special position of witnessing firsthand the outpouring of love and prayers from his, family, friends and fans. His wife, Kathryn, has been amazing and a rock throughout.
I could fill a book with the well-wishes I’ve received. I sent Rush a link to my “mentions” column on Twitter so he could scroll through it and see for himself what he means to so many people.
These tender expressions of goodwill are uplifting and spiritually affirming. God is at work, and however this plays out, God is good, something Rush has been saying repeatedly in the last few weeks, despite his difficult circumstances.
Many of the messages he has received have brought him to tears, which is not typical for him. These are sobering times.
When Rush began his nationally syndicated radio show, the liberal media monopolized television news, and his show became an oasis and a lifeline for millions who felt their voices had been ignored. He gave them a sense of community, as they came to realize that the principles they believed in, their love for America and its founding ideas, were still commonly held.
He has been depicted as a bombastic shock jock who barely believes his own words and simply exploits his talents to enrich himself. In fact, he has been a calming voice of good cheer, humor and optimism — a respite from the message of negativity and moral chaos emanating from liberal America every day.
Many have praised Rush for saving AM talk radio and creating a professional genre in which he would have no peers — and that’s true. But what moves me more, as his brother, is something I fear people don’t sufficiently appreciate.
He has been the tip of the spear for political conservatism. No one has done more to bring conservatism into the mainstream of American life, and he’s paid a heavy price for it — but he never complains. He has been the left’s favorite target for hate and abuse for decades, opening myriad pathways for thousands of other conservatives to bring their talents and share their message with like-minded Americans. Had Rush not absorbed that mistreatment and kept charging forward with contagious optimism, there is no telling where we would be right now. No matter how fiercely the haters try, they can’t bring him down — they can’t even slow his charge — and more importantly, they cannot wipe the cheer from his face.
They have particularly seized on President Donald Trump’s awarding of the Presidential Medal of Freedom to Rush. Yes, Rush has been a stalwart Trump supporter, but this is not just political. I have given this a lot of thought, and as preposterous as this sounds to his detractors, Rush richly deserves this award — if it is truly intended to honor those who have served the cause of American freedom. For the cause of American freedom, after all, is what Rush is about. It is the essence of what he articulates and promotes. People, especially our soldiers, serve the cause in various ways. But Rush advances it in a different way, and one that should not be undervalued. He helps keep the spirit of liberty alive. He helps sustain the ideas that have made America the freest, strongest and most prosperous nation in history, and a glorious blessing to the world. And sustaining these ideas is indispensable to sustaining our liberties.
Rush’s detractors don’t hate Rush because of the type of person he is. They have no idea. They hate him for what he stands for, and because he has been so effective at promoting ideas they find repugnant. I see it every day. Their hatred is actually transferred hostility for all those who reject their rejection of the American dream. They would not comprehend the showering of love that I’ve personally witnessed since Rush announced his diagnosis. Here’s a heartwarming sampling.
A text from a Democratic friend: “So my buddy called me. He and 50 others are going on a fast to pray for your brother and another person in their group. They did it before for a person in their group and he is cancer free. You guys sure have a lot of people that love you and your family. Awesome.”
Someone tweeted me: “Prayers for you and your family. We are surrounding Rush with prayers of healing and comfort. Everyone was crying when he received his medal. He has done so much to open Americans’ eyes to the truth. God bless.”
Another tweet: “First time I heard Rush in the ’80s I thought: I am not alone in my thinking.”
Another: “I was so thrilled to see him receive the Presidential Medal of Freedom. He has worked so hard to educate millions of us that it was well earned. Rush is so important to me. I was crushed to hear the news. I love him very much, as do so many.”
Radio host Chris Stigall wrote: “The thing he does better than any other broadcaster I know is connect. That has always been the thing his haters understood, even if they couldn’t articulate it. He formed a bond and a trust that cannot be broken. … Rush Limbaugh connects with good cheer, warmth, sincerity, a sense of humor and a sense of the everyman no one else fully possesses or can stylistically equal. Despite his fame and wealth over a thirty-plus year career, Rush Limbaugh never became cynical, or hateful, or condescending, or mean-spirited. He loves his country and the people who make it work so very much. It leaps from the speakers every day.”
Bob Lonsberry, another radio broadcaster, wrote: “I love Rush Limbaugh. That’s what I realized yesterday when I heard. … In that moment I was sickened and saddened and blindsided. It wasn’t news, it was personal, and it wasn’t about the legend who created and sustains the industry in which I work, it was about the joyous voice that’s been part of my life for more than 30 years. … It is impossible to calculate the good he has done for America as the leading voice in defense of our nation’s principles of liberty and in opposition to the doctrines of chaos and oppression. … And he is always optimistic. … With Rush, there is always a path forward, and a sense that it’s going to work out. … no matter how the media characterizes him, he is a happy man. He doesn’t bring people down, he lifts them up. … But is he first and foremost a friend to countless Americans? That’s how it looks to me. And that’s how it feels to me. The news yesterday wasn’t about a prominent person, it was about a personal friend. And I’m not the only one. There are tens of millions just like me. Who have found comfort, friendship and validation in a man on the radio. And yesterday hit us hard.”
Exactly. When I read or hear the haters talking about Rush, his show, his message, his soul, I realize I inhabit a different universe than them. They distort who he is, what he says, what he stands for, the kind of person he is. Their antipathy is disturbing. They actually wish him physical, emotional and spiritual harm. “I’m rooting for the cancer.” “I wont be happy until he’s until he’s screaming in agony 24/7.” Lovely. As passionate as I am about my own political beliefs, I never wish harm on those who disagree. If anyone needs prayers, it is them — and I mean that sincerely.
Rush has inspired so many people like this one: “But the main thing I wanted to tell you is that you really did make me who I am now. … You MADE me. Because of you, I was able to completely change careers. … I love what I’m doing now — and, I hope I’m making a difference. I owe all of this — every bit of it — to you. So thank you — for that, and for all you taught me over 36 years and counting.”
I have to say that while I’ve always known Rush is strong, I’ve never seen anything like how he has handled his diagnosis. He has honestly shown no concern for himself. His overriding concern is for his audience, his family and his friends. He is determined not to let any of us down. He seems more concerned about how this news will impact me than how it is affecting him. I am not exaggerating. He has shown more grace and class in this time than I would have thought possible. I couldn’t be prouder of him — and I’m even prouder that he is my brother.
No one knows what the outcome of this will be, but through it all, we must remain positive and optimistic. That matters. And we must draw closer to God.
You Rush fans and well-wishers can’t begin to understand how much you mean to Rush and to us. Your prayers are more comforting and more important than we can describe. God bless Rush, and God bless every one of you.
https://www.davidlimbaugh.com/5879/rush-limbaugh-loving-brother-friend-countless-americans-2/
Threnody - A threnody is a wailing ode, song, hymn or poem of mourning composed or performed as a memorial to a dead person.
And damn, seems like they can all communicate greatly or write greatly in the Limbaugh family.
His brother David is a great writer, so including similar from him at bottom.
---
Rush Lives On
Stephen N. Limbaugh III
There’s a long-running joke in the Limbaugh family about meeting someone new. When we introduce ourselves to someone using our full name, often the person will lean in to ask (as we brace ourselves for hostile comment), “Limbaugh? Wait, are you related to… Andy Limbaugh?!”
Andy, a guy who has never met a stranger, is a cousin of Rush Hudson Limbaugh III. And Andy’s story reveals an important aspect about how our family shaped Rush into a man who made Limbaugh a household name in all four corners of the world.
Born and reared in Cape Girardeau, Missouri, Rush was heir to a legal legacy of statewide repute, courtesy of his namesake and grandfather Rush Hudson Limbaugh Sr.—“Pop,” as we called him. Pop lived to age 104, and at one point past the century mark he was the oldest practicing attorney in the nation. Many remember radio Rush interviewing Pop on the show for his 100th birthday.
Being born into a legacy built on honesty, hard work, and especially education brings certain pressures to live up to the expectations of the public. When I was young, Rush and I formed a special bond over this very circumstance. My grandmother Anne, Rush’s aunt, often told the younger generations, “remember who you are and who you represent,” but as structure-averse natural pranksters, this reminder was often ignored.
You see, my gifts are musical, and it can be difficult for family, teachers, and peers to understand a career path that is not determined by good grades. Seeing a similarity to his own experience with school, Rush worked with my parents, a stockbroker and a judge, to allow me to drop out of high school and pursue music full time.
As Rush told me in a 2001 email shortly after he lost his hearing, “it would very unfortunate if anyone, no matter who (family) and what their best intentions might be, were able to talk you out of your current attitude. And there is no time frame you must meet. I didn’t become a “success” in most people’s eyes until I was 37 years old in Sacramento, doing my first-ever talk show. And even then, I earned “only” $45,000 a year. And EVEN THEN, because many in the family (and others outside the family) did not understand the social/business relevance and worth of being on the radio, I was still terribly worried about, as in,‘When is he going to outgrow this hobby and get serious with his life’s work?’” Rush never blamed his parents or grandparents, of course, but it was difficult for those generations—born on nineteenth-century farms and the first to attend college, their children members of the Greatest Generation—to understand that passion guided by wisdom is enough to make something of oneself.
It is a message Rush often repeated on the radio, but imagine being a kid and having the undisputed king of political entertainment tell you, “You can make it! Keep going! Do not listen to people who have failed.” It makes the heart glow with inspiration.
This brings me to the original joke: everyone in our family is someone living up to the Limbaugh legacy. Rush was proud of all of us. When my father Stephen N. Limbaugh Jr. received a federal judicial appointment, or years ago when cousin Dan was accepted into West Point, or his brother David hit the New York Times bestseller list, or other family members had major accomplishments, Rush always joked, “Congratulations! Finally, someone in the family is making something of themselves!”
Rush’s correspondence, like his radio show, was rife with humor. He once told a joke about a man who had gone to heaven. As Saint Peter escorted him through the pearly gates, they happen upon an unimaginably opulent throne room. Above the throne read the name “Rush Limbaugh.” “Wow, is this the room reserved for Rush when he comes here?” “No,” Peter replies. “This is God’s throne room, He just thinks He’s Rush Limbaugh.” When Rush met the Lord last month, I imagine God smiled and told him jokes like that are exactly why He gave him the gift of humor—to bring some levity to the nasty world of politics.
Rush’s humor came from his mother, known to me as Aunt Millie. (My grandfather, Stephen N. Limbaugh, Sr., shared a story about Rush flying her to New York to shop on Madison Avenue. After briefly perusing the fine women’s apparel, Aunt Millie turned to the clothier and asked if she could “take a look at the bargain rack.”) Equal to his humor was his generosity, which has fortunately been well-documented since his passing. The weeks leading up to Christmas were always somewhat difficult when the question of “what do we get Rush?” arose. Meanwhile, Rush himself would commandeer a room in his brother David’s house and stack up boxes on boxes of Apple products. One by one, we were invited in to pick out what we wanted. He loved sharing his passions with other people. We all had been worried sick about Rush’s health ever since his diagnosis. It is unquestionably the case in my mind that the tens of millions of prayers extended the man’s life beyond what was scientifically possible. So what did we give the man who had everything? Our family, Rush’s friends, and Americans across the country came together and gave him our hearts.
Shortly before Rush’s father died in 1990, an exchange was recounted to me by my grandmother. Having seen the beginnings of his son’s national success, a very sick Rush Limbaugh Jr. was asked by my grandmother “so what do you think of Rusty (his family nickname) now?” Rush’s father solemnly replied, “I think he is a genius.” These were words that were never directly expressed to Rush by his father, and when I shared this in an email to him a decade later, it received no response. I did however notice in Rush’s library one Thanksgiving that a large portrait of his father had been placed on the wall above his desk. There is little more gratifying than proving to a parent that they did a good job, and you turned out ok.
The last email I received from him was in response to a piece of music I had written for his 70th birthday. “I am so sorry I am late thanking you. I’ve been in the hospital all week and still am. But I really do appreciate this Stephen, so much. You are just one heck of a great guy and I’m honored to be in the same family”—the final encouraging nod of approval. Rush was my mentor and a champion of my work, but most importantly, he imbued in me a sense of wise direction, establishing my True North. That is the real tonic of artists, which Rush knew as well as Beethoven or Shakespeare. For the rest of my life, there will not be a day that goes by where I will not think of him.
As we reorient ourselves in this new wilderness, we must all now commit to one more thing for our dear Rush: the preservation of his legacy as it originally existed. It must never be adulterated, rewritten, or appropriated so that future generations shall know him as he was. As students of history, we understand the natural rise and fall of civilizations, so our duty is set, and our hearts emboldened: this great country may fall, and the world may die, but Rush Limbaugh will live on forever.
https://americanmind.org/salvo/rush-lives-on/
Rush Limbaugh: A Loving Brother and ‘a Friend to Countless Americans’
February 19, 2021
Editor’s note: David Limbaugh wrote the following column in February 2020, just after his brother’s diagnosis. He will have more to say about his brother’s passing next week.
I am uniquely blessed to be Rush Limbaugh’s brother in ways too numerous to count, and I am blessed to be in the special position of witnessing firsthand the outpouring of love and prayers from his, family, friends and fans. His wife, Kathryn, has been amazing and a rock throughout.
I could fill a book with the well-wishes I’ve received. I sent Rush a link to my “mentions” column on Twitter so he could scroll through it and see for himself what he means to so many people.
These tender expressions of goodwill are uplifting and spiritually affirming. God is at work, and however this plays out, God is good, something Rush has been saying repeatedly in the last few weeks, despite his difficult circumstances.
Many of the messages he has received have brought him to tears, which is not typical for him. These are sobering times.
When Rush began his nationally syndicated radio show, the liberal media monopolized television news, and his show became an oasis and a lifeline for millions who felt their voices had been ignored. He gave them a sense of community, as they came to realize that the principles they believed in, their love for America and its founding ideas, were still commonly held.
He has been depicted as a bombastic shock jock who barely believes his own words and simply exploits his talents to enrich himself. In fact, he has been a calming voice of good cheer, humor and optimism — a respite from the message of negativity and moral chaos emanating from liberal America every day.
Many have praised Rush for saving AM talk radio and creating a professional genre in which he would have no peers — and that’s true. But what moves me more, as his brother, is something I fear people don’t sufficiently appreciate.
He has been the tip of the spear for political conservatism. No one has done more to bring conservatism into the mainstream of American life, and he’s paid a heavy price for it — but he never complains. He has been the left’s favorite target for hate and abuse for decades, opening myriad pathways for thousands of other conservatives to bring their talents and share their message with like-minded Americans. Had Rush not absorbed that mistreatment and kept charging forward with contagious optimism, there is no telling where we would be right now. No matter how fiercely the haters try, they can’t bring him down — they can’t even slow his charge — and more importantly, they cannot wipe the cheer from his face.
They have particularly seized on President Donald Trump’s awarding of the Presidential Medal of Freedom to Rush. Yes, Rush has been a stalwart Trump supporter, but this is not just political. I have given this a lot of thought, and as preposterous as this sounds to his detractors, Rush richly deserves this award — if it is truly intended to honor those who have served the cause of American freedom. For the cause of American freedom, after all, is what Rush is about. It is the essence of what he articulates and promotes. People, especially our soldiers, serve the cause in various ways. But Rush advances it in a different way, and one that should not be undervalued. He helps keep the spirit of liberty alive. He helps sustain the ideas that have made America the freest, strongest and most prosperous nation in history, and a glorious blessing to the world. And sustaining these ideas is indispensable to sustaining our liberties.
Rush’s detractors don’t hate Rush because of the type of person he is. They have no idea. They hate him for what he stands for, and because he has been so effective at promoting ideas they find repugnant. I see it every day. Their hatred is actually transferred hostility for all those who reject their rejection of the American dream. They would not comprehend the showering of love that I’ve personally witnessed since Rush announced his diagnosis. Here’s a heartwarming sampling.
A text from a Democratic friend: “So my buddy called me. He and 50 others are going on a fast to pray for your brother and another person in their group. They did it before for a person in their group and he is cancer free. You guys sure have a lot of people that love you and your family. Awesome.”
Someone tweeted me: “Prayers for you and your family. We are surrounding Rush with prayers of healing and comfort. Everyone was crying when he received his medal. He has done so much to open Americans’ eyes to the truth. God bless.”
Another tweet: “First time I heard Rush in the ’80s I thought: I am not alone in my thinking.”
Another: “I was so thrilled to see him receive the Presidential Medal of Freedom. He has worked so hard to educate millions of us that it was well earned. Rush is so important to me. I was crushed to hear the news. I love him very much, as do so many.”
Radio host Chris Stigall wrote: “The thing he does better than any other broadcaster I know is connect. That has always been the thing his haters understood, even if they couldn’t articulate it. He formed a bond and a trust that cannot be broken. … Rush Limbaugh connects with good cheer, warmth, sincerity, a sense of humor and a sense of the everyman no one else fully possesses or can stylistically equal. Despite his fame and wealth over a thirty-plus year career, Rush Limbaugh never became cynical, or hateful, or condescending, or mean-spirited. He loves his country and the people who make it work so very much. It leaps from the speakers every day.”
Bob Lonsberry, another radio broadcaster, wrote: “I love Rush Limbaugh. That’s what I realized yesterday when I heard. … In that moment I was sickened and saddened and blindsided. It wasn’t news, it was personal, and it wasn’t about the legend who created and sustains the industry in which I work, it was about the joyous voice that’s been part of my life for more than 30 years. … It is impossible to calculate the good he has done for America as the leading voice in defense of our nation’s principles of liberty and in opposition to the doctrines of chaos and oppression. … And he is always optimistic. … With Rush, there is always a path forward, and a sense that it’s going to work out. … no matter how the media characterizes him, he is a happy man. He doesn’t bring people down, he lifts them up. … But is he first and foremost a friend to countless Americans? That’s how it looks to me. And that’s how it feels to me. The news yesterday wasn’t about a prominent person, it was about a personal friend. And I’m not the only one. There are tens of millions just like me. Who have found comfort, friendship and validation in a man on the radio. And yesterday hit us hard.”
Exactly. When I read or hear the haters talking about Rush, his show, his message, his soul, I realize I inhabit a different universe than them. They distort who he is, what he says, what he stands for, the kind of person he is. Their antipathy is disturbing. They actually wish him physical, emotional and spiritual harm. “I’m rooting for the cancer.” “I wont be happy until he’s until he’s screaming in agony 24/7.” Lovely. As passionate as I am about my own political beliefs, I never wish harm on those who disagree. If anyone needs prayers, it is them — and I mean that sincerely.
Rush has inspired so many people like this one: “But the main thing I wanted to tell you is that you really did make me who I am now. … You MADE me. Because of you, I was able to completely change careers. … I love what I’m doing now — and, I hope I’m making a difference. I owe all of this — every bit of it — to you. So thank you — for that, and for all you taught me over 36 years and counting.”
I have to say that while I’ve always known Rush is strong, I’ve never seen anything like how he has handled his diagnosis. He has honestly shown no concern for himself. His overriding concern is for his audience, his family and his friends. He is determined not to let any of us down. He seems more concerned about how this news will impact me than how it is affecting him. I am not exaggerating. He has shown more grace and class in this time than I would have thought possible. I couldn’t be prouder of him — and I’m even prouder that he is my brother.
No one knows what the outcome of this will be, but through it all, we must remain positive and optimistic. That matters. And we must draw closer to God.
You Rush fans and well-wishers can’t begin to understand how much you mean to Rush and to us. Your prayers are more comforting and more important than we can describe. God bless Rush, and God bless every one of you.
https://www.davidlimbaugh.com/5879/rush-limbaugh-loving-brother-friend-countless-americans-2/