My mom’s aunts and uncles were/are all very strong Christians and I believe they are/were very sincere. I say are/were because most have passed away. There was one thing about meals with them I didn’t enjoy which was the prayer before the meal.
These people could pray, I mean pray like there was no tomorrow! Their prayers would start out simple enough but escalate into mini sermons. They wouldn’t just pray for the food, we would pray for every concern uttered by anyone in attendance that day. At the end of the prayer my dad would whisper: “Well I guess he/she won the prayer contest this time.”
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