Today, January 20, 2017, is a day of hope, of renewal, of a new beginning…this is first day of 1,460 days that Donald J. Trump is President of the United States of America. And, this is the first day in 2,920 days that the One True God has been welcome in the White House, in the nation’s capitol, and on the airways of America. What a day this is.
Anyone who saw last night’s pre-inaugural performance had to have their spirits and hearts lifted. After much hoopla about who would and would not perform at the event, America showed up. All three bands were from the heartland of America – Tennessee, Mississippi and Oklahoma – right from the red belly of America where the grass roots bleed red, white and blue.
Following the musical performance towards the close of the evening was the Air Force, I think, choir singing “Battle Hymn of the Republic”! I was actually moved to tears as this song, long since lost from the airwaves of America, was sung with great enthusiasm and gusto while fireworks flew over and above the back of the Lincoln Memorial. America has been awakened from the hazy slumber that we were subjected to for the last eight years.
Today, we watched as the President-Elect and his family went into St. Paul’s Church for a time of prayer and words from the Book of Nehemiah, the Jewish leader who brought is people out of captivity and built a wall! Timely words. Appropriate words for a man who is taking on a colossal task.
The inaugural, itself, was equally impressive as five ministers and one Rabbi offered prayers. No Imam! Yes! No Imam! At long last the confusion of who runs this country is gone – truly, there is a new sheriff in town and he means to clean house! A slight rain shower graced the inaugural just as the newly sworn in President Trump took to the microphone to make his inaugural address. Rain – a blessing, even on an occasion such as this.
The inaugural speech was short but full of promise. Like Lincoln’s, it will be remembered and quoted for generations to come. Perhaps the most poignant line was, “When you open your heart to patriotism, there is no room for prejudice.” A statement with power, without prejudice. A statement that needs to be heard and adapted by those who choose to throw stones rather than be a part of the reborn America.
Hope and change have arrived! They arrived on November 8, 2016. They were seated and cemented into the future of America today. They looked up and embraced the God that was once banished to the backroom closet to wait for a new day. This is that new day and we are grateful, ever so grateful. Welcome home, God.