Ice Cream for the Soul

Last week I took my children to a restaurant.

My six-year-old son asked if he could say grace.

As we bowed our heads he said, "God is good. God is great.

Thank you for the food, and I would even thank you more if mom

gets us ice cream for dessert. And Liberty and justice for all! Amen!"

Along with the laughter from the other customers

nearby I heard a woman remark, "That’s what’s wrong with this

country.

Kids today don’t even know how to pray.

Asking God for ice cream!

Why, I never!"

Hearing this, my son burst into tears and asked me, "Did I do it wrong?

Is God mad at me?"

As I held him and assured him that he had done a terrific job and

God was certainly not mad at him, an elderly gentleman

approached the table.

He winked at my son and said, "I happen to know that

God thought that was a great prayer."

"Really?" my son asked "Cross my heart."

Then in theatrical whisper he added (indicating the woman whose

remark had started this whole thing), "Too bad she never asks

God for ice cream.

A little ice cream is good for the soul sometimes."

Naturally, I bought my kid’s ice cream at the end of

the meal.

My son stared at his for a moment and then did something I will

remember the rest of my life.

He picked up his sundae and without a word walked over and

placed it in front of the woman.

With a big smile he told her, "Here, this is for you.

Ice cream is good for the soul sometimes and my soul

is good already."

The End I loved the story, and I hope you like it too.

Please keep it moving.

God Bless

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