The other night I started a small family controversy. I was laying in bed reading as Ben, my 11-year-old had just finished his last Stall Technique and was finally in bed as well. Traditionally we like to pray with our kids before they fall asleep (unless we're in bed and really tired ourselves)
My wife (from the living room): "Ben, has anyone prayed with you yet?"
Ben: "No, I'm just laying here."
My wife: "Ask Dad if he'll pray with you."
Me: "I'm in bed."
My wife: "Ask Dad if he'll get out of bed and pray with you."
Me: "Honey, we don't have to pray with them every night."
My wife: "Tell Dad that I think it's important that we pray with you."
Me: "Honey, I'm in bed already. What are YOU doing?"
Duncan (the seventeen-year-old) (also from the living room): "I'll pray with you Ben. I don't mind."
My wife: "Thanks Duncan."
Ben: "I love to pray with others!"
Duncan: "I just think it's so important to get these kids in the habit of praying all the time."
My wife: "I agree. I appreciate the fact that you are putting your things aside to pray with your brother. You'll make an excellent father some day."
Duncan: "Spiritual mentoring may be a gift of mine. I feel like I'm more than just your brother, Ben."
Me: "Are you kidding me?"
Duncan: "Prayer is not a joke, good sir."
Ben: "Can we pray for Dad too?"
Duncan: "Ben, that's a very wise request. My mentoring has already paid off!"
Ben: "Duncan, do you think a son can mentor an adult?"
Me: "You're both going to need some prayer if you don't drop it."