Conversing through Prayer

Our children often take their sibling problems to the Lord in prayer. Better stated, they like to lecture listening ears during family prayer. It's uninterruptible time, and they take full advantage. I hesitate to admit they may have learned this tactic from their parents; more specifically, me, their mother. I like to think I am at least more subtle about my prayer-lectures, and refuse to admit that they occur with the same frequency as do my children's.

Last night, the following sequence of prayer-lectures took place:

M: "...and please bless Autumn to stop talking and LISTEN to me when I'm trying to tell her something..."

(next was Autumn's rebuttal - er, prayer)

A: "...and please help Micah not to interrupt when I'm trying to tell Mommy something, but to wait until I'm all done to talk to me..."

If anyone else had giggled, it would have been all over for me. Micah may have even been more offended with me than he was a few minutes later, when I inadvertently bumped him. I was helping the boys tidy up their room when my "rebounding butt" (as my Dad used to call it) knocked him to the ground. He REALLY didn't appreciate my giggles then.

Oh, heaven help us!

p.s. Will be posting about our two-state trip soon!