Saying GRACE in a Restaurant....Priceless!

[Guest guest]

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." Great story! Please keep it moving. Sometimes, we all need some ice cream. I hope God sends you some ice cream today!