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Last week I took my grandchildren to a restaurant. My six-year-old grandson 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 grandson 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 grandson and said, "I happen to know that God thought that was a great prayer.”

"Really?" my grandson 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."

Of course I bought my grandkids ice cream at the end of the meal.  My grandson stared at his for a moment and then did something I will never forget.  He picked up his sundae and without a word, walked over and placed it in front of the woman who had made the earlier remark.  

With a big smile he told her, "Sometimes ice cream is good for the soul and my soul is good already."

Sometimes we all need some “ice cream”.  I believe God will send YOU some “ice cream” for the soul today!