Saying Grace in a Restaurant - Priceless !
Sometimes we forget the really important things in life.
Last week, I took my grand-children to a restaurant.
My six-year-old grand-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
Nana 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 grand-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 grand-son and said, "I happen to know that
God thought that was a great prayer."
"Really?" my grand-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 grand-children ice cream at the end of the meal.
My grand-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 love this story!
Please consider passing it along to some of those in your life that you touch.
Sometimes, we all need some ice cream.
I hope God sends you some ice cream today!
