The Donald Trumps Hillary

I went to bed late last night watching the Presidential returns. I remember thinking, after listening to Trump’s victory speech that “the improbable has happened and, now, the impossible begins”. What kind of President will he be? I have learned over the course of almost 50 years of voting, that we will not know the answer to that question until well after the inauguration of his successor.

I remember thinking that I disliked LBJ and had doubts about Ronald Reagan and they turned out to be two of the best rated Presidents in my lifetime. I loved Jimmy Carter and his ratings turned out mediocre. All three knew the Lord while in office. I was eligible to vote for two of the three.

I remember thinking when Clinton decided not to address the nation because she was too upset (this morning’s reports apparently support this) that it was an ill-advised move because it would make people think that she doesn’t have the mental or emotional fortitude to run the nation in times of crisis.

I remember thinking as a child that The Donald was a duck and now he is President of the United States; meaning no disrespect to our 45th Commander-in-Chief Elect. Instead, when I was a child, I used to speak like a child, think like a child, reason like a child; when I became an old man… The Donald became President.

I remember thinking when Reagan became governor of California (I was a student at UCLA at the time), that California would fall into the Pacific Ocean after the seismic impact of his election. He was an actor turned governor of the Golden State. I loved him as the leading man in the movie, The Winning Team; about the life and times of a Major League pitcher named Grover Cleveland Alexander and thought that was as close as he would ever get to being President (I attended Grover Cleveland Elementary School in Pasadena named after our 22nd and 24th President of the United States).

I remember thinking that Reagan became one of our better governors even though he raised tuition at UCLA.

I remember thinking about the thrust of the message I preached last month. As elections come and go, remember that our Sovereign God is in control of, not only our personal lives, but even who has political power.

John 19:10-11 relates an interchange between the ruling authority of Palestine and Jesus. It says,
10 So Pilate said to Him, ‘You do not speak to me? Do You not know that I have authority to release You, and I have authority to crucify You?’ 11 Jesus answered, ‘You would have no authority over Me, unless it had been given you from above…’” In other words, God is in control.

Paul wrote in Romans 13:1 “Every person is to be in subjection to the governing authorities. For there is no authority except from God, and those which exist are established by God.” Again, God is in control.

I remember thinking last night as I went to bed that whether it was The Donald or Hillary, God is still in control.

In light of it all, let’s remember to pray for our nation. Politically, it is still the best place on earth to live. I love this nation under God.

Something to think about…