Thank God for Poker!

Before you good, God fearing Christians turn away or worse scroll down to the comments to tell me how poker is the devil’s game, listen to what I have to say. I’m thanking God for poker because it’s brought my two extremely different sons, 14 and 12, together! That’s right, they’re actually getting along and playing nice when they play poker.

Now, they’re not gambling, or playing for money, just chips, but the game they learned at school has engaged them both that it’s the first thing they want to do when they get home from school. You have to know my boys to know that it truly is a miracle that my oldest even wants to sit at the same table with my younger son. So I’m thanking God for poker!

From the day my second son could walk and play, I could tell he was different from my oldest. While my oldest loved playing with “figures” and pretending, my second never picked up a “little person,” instead he built things like giant marble towers, Brio train tracks and later on K’Nex roller coasters. From early on, it was easy to see how completely different my two sons were. Though they loved each other when they were little, they didn’t play together much unless it was outside. As they grew up, they drifted apart. They just didn’t like to play the same things.

Fast forward ten years and the only times they seem to get along is when they’re playing a strategy game. They’ve played chess, but since my oldest is in logic my younger son doesn’t like to play him because he gets creamed. But with poker, they seem to be on the same level. And I’m glad! In fact, today when I heard my oldest son call my younger to come and play, my heart melted! My prayers had finally come true. My boys were finally getting along, at least for the length of the game.