If you don’t love America, then I think you might have a screw loose. Nate is home sick today — he has the flu. He is miserable and rather displeased about everything. He missed a basketball game earlier in the week. Actually the poor kid got sick Tuesday, the day I had eye surgery. He called me to come get him, but Will, probably wisely, forbid me to drive. I mean I wasn’t supposed to drive that day, but I felt fine and Nate did not. The staff at school kindly watched him sleep in the office for hours. Will had already taken the morning off and was swamped at work.
Anyway, Nate is still home today, and grumpy as ever. A few minutes ago he snapped at me, “Since when are you into politics?”
I sort of unloaded on him. I told him this doesn’t happen anywhere on earth, not like this. There isn’t prayer and singing and celebration and this beautiful pomp and circumstance. The peaceful transition of power is something to behold, and it doesn’t matter who is being ushered in and out, the transition itself is a testament to the greatness of America. It is testament to the rule of law, and to the always flawed, but still very best government on the planet. I cannot watch any inauguration without welling up with gratitude. Lord, thank you, thank you for letting me be born here in America.
Plus, I love Washington. I love knowing I’ve stood right where all those people were standing. The front and back steps of the Capitol, the steps up to the Lincoln Memorial, and everywhere in between. I worked a block from the White House and walked around it at lunch time. I have no idea how many times I’ve watched Marine One land on the lawn, but today watching Executive One land at Andrews still gives me chills.
“Nate!” I said, “That is where you were born, right there, on that base. Not many people get to see where they were born on television.”
Still, he was nonplussed. He can’t appreciate much in his sorry state, but my prayer for all my boys is that they will grow up learning to appreciate how blessed they are. They have parents who love them, and many material blessings. They are smart and athletic and healthy. But I hope they never overlook the blessing of being born here in America. To get to be a citizen of these United States is an incredible privilege.
Today, I am praying for our new president, for our country and for government leaders at all levels — after all the Bible tells us to.
First of all, then, I urge that supplications, prayers, intercessions, and thanksgivings be made for all people, for kings and all who are in high positions, that we may lead a peaceful and quiet life, godly and dignified in every way. This is good, and it is pleasing in the sight of God our Savior, who desires all people to be saved and to come to the knowledge of the truth. For there is one God, and there is one mediator between God and men, the man Christ Jesus, who gave himself as a ransom for all, which is the testimony given at the proper time. 1 Timothy 2:1-6 ESV
God Bless You and God Bless America!