I am nervous and slightly afraid.
I am nervous and slightly afraid for my sister’s clients and for my new friends whose futures are unknown beginning tomorrow.
I am nervous and slightly afraid about how quickly the world is changing.
I am nervous and slightly afraid about what our new President is going to say, tweet, and do.
I am nervous and slightly afraid that people are going to ignore Mark 12:31 and feel justified in doing so.
I am nervous and slightly afraid, just as I am when I board a plane or sit in the periodontist chair. I don’t know the pilot or the periodontist, but I have to trust them to do their job and do it well.
And so, I pray.
I pray for this new President. I pray that God will put people in his path who will share wisdom and help him with decision-making. I pray that his heart and his speech will soften and he will be kind and compassionate in his new role.
I pray that God will take away my uneasiness and replace it with gratitude and a peace that goes far beyond understanding.
Be grateful, Rhonda.
I am grateful for the privilege and the responsibility to pray.
I am grateful for this exciting era that we are experiencing in real time.
I am grateful for a peaceful exchange of power.
I am grateful for President and Mrs. Obama and their sacrificial service to our country. I am especially grateful for their example of family and acceptance and graciousness.
I am grateful for the Trump family and the hope they bring to many Americans.
I am grateful that I am not in Washington D.C. right now.
I am grateful that my family is diverse in their political leaning.
I am grateful I am not on Facebook to see everyone’s opinions this weekend.
I am grateful that I am neither a donkey or an elephant. I shall be a bunny. Ears ready to hear, quiet, soft on the outside, soft on the inside, nervous and slightly afraid.
And I am grateful for carrots.