Oh LORD,To me, this day is historic. But to You, it may be comical. For you have seen the rise and fall of many empires. You have given power, and you have taken it away. To You be all the glory.
Foolishly, I have put my faith in earthly powers. I have become wrapped up in the squabbles of men, believing that humanity can somehow right what has gone wrong. Forgive me Lord; I ought to know better.
There is no Hope apart from You. You hold history in your hands, and I am ashamed to admit that I have given men the faith I owe You.
It is true Lord, that You work through powerful men. But it is also true that You work through the weakest of men. I think of the criminal hanging next to You on the cross, who at his dying hour came to know Life to the fullest. What comfort that brings me, the unrepentant sinner.
And so as I admittedly get lost in the excitement that is this day, Lord, redirect my vision to Jesus, the only Way.
My prayer then, Yahweh, is this: from now until my last breath, guide my steps as I stumble along in my journey away from the City of Man, and towards the City of God. Keep my eyes fixed on that which never falters, on that which never fails, on that which will never cease. Amen.
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