The nightly scripture and prayer business wouldn't be quite as irksome if she didn't insist that I, as the one that presides in the home (yeah, right

Not only that, but respect for my opinions about what constitutes scripture has clearly gone out the window as are we busily reading through that incredibly overwordy piece of religious fiction called the BoM.
I realize that, as much as anything else, this situation constitutes a power struggle between DW and myself.
How do you navigate stuff like this?
I do my best to focus on the good (such as the positive vibes of expressing gratitude in a prayer), but I already hate the mind f*** (I know, I need a better phrase for that) of Mormon indoctrination at church (I'm there about half the time), and I certainly resent having it reintroduced every evening at home!
Like I just saw Red Ryder suggest in another thread, possibly instead of trying not to rock the boat for years it might have been best had I laid it all out in the beginning and let the divorce papers fall, if, and where they may. But I didn't and I feel too old and lazy now for what that would likely entail.