ever since we were little, every time we went ANYwhere in the car, if mom or dad was driving, mom would always (a) pray out loud, (b) have one of us pray out loud, or (c) have everyone pray. now, since we're not all in the car all together anymore, this happens less frequently; but you can be sure that every sunday, all of us will take a turn praying in the car en route to church. which means that, even though church is pretty far away, we're usually a third of the way there by the time all of us finish praying. and when we pick up people to go with us (to church or somewhere else), sometimes mom asks them to pray, too.
admittedly, this practice of ours became kind of tedious--i would frequently forget that prayer is a privilege, not a punishment. but when i manage to remember how incredible prayer really is, it makes me extremely grateful for the example my parents have set for us over the years.
so today we were on the way to church, and again mom had us take turns praying, which brings me to the funny story that inspired this blog post. :)
you know how in "christianese" we all have our "prayer formats"? like, the general opening lines of prayer among the youth kids here are "dear God, thank you for this day; thank you that we can all come together today..." or at a meal, "dear God, thank you for this food; please bless it to our bodies and bless those who prepared it..." well. my brother Elliott (he's still in elementary school) has a pretty standard "on the way to church-prayer", and for a while, it's been something like this:
"dear God, thank you for today. thank you that we can go to church today and worship You. please help us to get there and home safely. please help us to learn something in sunday school. please help carissa [our youngest sister] and i not to fight today. thank you for mom and dad; please help them to not be tired today. i pray that grandma and uncle david would come to know You soon. in Jesus' name, amen."
but today, he changed it up a little... by saying "please help mom and dad and danielle not to be tired today."
MY GOODNESS. that made me feel SO OLD!! hahaha as glad as i was that i got to be specifically prayed for, i was like, "wow. my brother counts me in the 'adult' bracket and knows i'm wearing out!" hahaha
and so i told my mom about my feelings on elliott's "edited" prayer--she laughed, and it was all good. and then my sister inez says, "actually, danielle... we've been including you in the "old" bracket for a long time now." hahaha
oh, what i didn't know: elliott overheard! and a few minutes later, he came up to me and said very sincerely, "i can stop praying that if you want," to which i responded, no, it's okay, i love that you pray for me, etc. and he said, "or, i can change my prayer if you want... i can ask God to help you be more energetic [instead of 'not tired']?" i laughed out loud and told him that whatever he prays is fine by me; im just thankful he prays for me! haha my brother is so great. :)
i love my family.