I normally try to keep my specific personal musings out of these posts. But this one I had to share. As I was keeping up with the happenings of Inauguration Day and MLK Day, one thought kept creeping up in my head.
“I hope he makes it through the day.”
I don’t know why I was thinking it, but I was. Something about seeing President Obama walking amongst people, in an open space was unsettling to me. Four years after his first inaugural stroll down Pennsylvania Avenue, I was more apprehensive this time than last. The climate of the country definitely aided in the feelings. There are just too many wackos out who’d love to take him out.
The feeling made me do something I never found myself doing much, and that was praying for his and his family’s safety. I know the Bible says to pray for your authorities, but I was kinda meh about it. I mean if i remembered to do so, cool. But it wasn’t something that I actively set out to do. That is, until today.
This led to deeper thoughts and I realized, I must pray for the man. For his wisdom. For his guidance. For his decision making prowess. For his soul.
As I was reading something earlier, I learned I wasn’t alone in my feelings about President Obama’s safety. One person succinctly stated, “the simple fact I am even worried about him being shot let’s me know ‘post-racial’ is bull.” That sentiment sums up all the emotions concerning this topic perfectly. However, I’ll still pray for my president. Perhaps it’s the prayers of those who pray that keep him safe.