Ice Cream

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Thank God for Children Saying Grace...

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," the man replied.

Then in a 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 kids 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

Adorable story. Thanks, snug.