Lord and God,
Your people are torn. They are yours, yet belong to idols. They are for one another, yet against each other. They are free, yet slaves. There are those called by your name who answer to Ashteroth and Baal. Our history of wars and conspiracies and tyrants and idols is desperately long.
Long have we awaited a righteous king to lead us not into sin but righteousness, a king after your heart, a king who will follow you with no exceptions. You have given us such a king in Christ Jesus. Let us therefore not be too proud to submit, too haughty to be in need of him. Let us calm and quiet our souls. In him, let us hope in the Lord, from this time forward and forevermore.
