So, I've always done family devos with the kids at breakfast after Jason leaves for work.  Likewise, I never ever do devos in front of company.  Why?  Very silly really:  I hate singing in front of other people, and our devos always involve hymn singing.  (I won't even sing with the windows open in the spring for fear the neighbors might hear me.)

Well, I went out on a limb this Christmas season and decided to do our Advent devos at dinner so Jason could lead them.  All went well this past Sunday at dinner until it came time to sing the Christmas hymn.  I asked Jason (who has a great singing voice, and I'm not just biased. . .) to lead the singing.  He gave me a mischievous grin and said, "No, you do that part."  I threw out excuses and exasperated groans all to which he replied, "If you don't do the singing, we just won't do it."  Aaargghhh!  Fine!

So I sang (blushing all the way).

And do you know what that man of mine wanted to do last night after dinner for leisure?

He turned off the living room lights, plugged in the tree lights, laid down on the sofa with the kids, and asked me to *sing Christmas songs to them*.  What!? 

There's just no use fighting it.  Jason wants me to sing (and I *don't* have a good voice).  But, why should I deprive the man of what he wants for Christmas?  Besides, now that I've been freed from the bondage of "closet singing," I think family devos will permentantly be at dinner so Jason can lead them -- as well he should.