Thank God for Children Saying Grace...
Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 7:03 pm
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.
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.
I smile because i have no idea what's going on! 