I wasn’t going to write a post about Andrew Breitbart. I admired the man for the way that he was so fearless and stood up for what he believed in. But, I didn’t really pay attention to anything he did unless it was a major story and I felt that to say anything would seem disingenuous. I happened to watch the Weiner press conference when he ended up running the show. It reminds me now of how it really showed the leadership he exuded because the other media turned to him.
So, with all that I am shocked on the impact his death is having on me. When I saw a tweet that said he had died, I felt like I had been punched in the gut. I still feel that way. I woke up this morning and when I saw something that reminded me of it, I felt like I had been punched in the gut again. I read a post about him and I find tears welling up in my eyes. I admit I was a bit self-centered in that I prayed to God wondering why He had taken a man that this country needed to much. I felt God reminding me that we all need to do what he did. Maybe we won’t be able to be a warrior like Andrew was and be as fearless as he was. But, maybe, just maybe, we have learned a bit from him that we can use to ensure that the media and the politicians don’t take WE THE PEOPLE for granted. Maybe, just maybe, we can remember that we need to put God First, Country Second, and Ourselves Third.
RIP Andrew Breitbart. Thank you for all you did because of your love for this country.