Father God, I look to you on this day, when power over earthly kingdoms is transferred from one man to another.
May your sovereign will be done on earth as is it in heaven, today, and always.
I lift up Donald Trump to you, just as you commanded me to do (1 Timothy 2:1-2). May I live a “peaceful and quiet [life] in all goodness and holiness” during Trump’s presidency, and may it lead many to the saving knowledge of Jesus.
May I rightly understand the role that earthly authority plays in the life of a Christian. Help me not fall into the idolatry of worshiping my leaders as the ones who save. But also protect me from thinking I can call them my enemies and get out of loving them.
I am humbled by your unmerited favor towards me on this day, God. Your mercies are new every morning. Why me, God? Why was I not born in an impoverished African village or a war-torn Middle Eastern country? Why now? Why wasn’t I born in the middle ages or in the 1930s?
Help me to discern my right now purpose, in this nation, in this time in history.
Bless my president, Lord Jesus. Bless him with your wisdom and grace.
And may our hope ever rest in you, our steadfast, unchanging God.