A coworker once told me about something that happened while visiting the home of a relative who had five active boys. Gathering the clan for family prayer took a little doing. They gathered for prayer with not a little coaxing and jostling. Nearby was a Darth Vader talking head. Battery operated, motion activated.
Just as one of the boys began to pray and a spirit of reverence began to descend, Darth Vader spoke up. “I find your lack of faith disturbing,” he said.
The prayer stopped as the family burst into laughter. Great timing, Darth.