I got a copy of this article sent to me via email a couple weeks ago and thought I would share it here.
Since then, I have received comments and personal emails about this post. People think it is my son. It is not. I cannot take credit for this sweet boy and his generous heart.
So, I must stress that...
this article was not written by me and it is not my son.
How long has it been since you've had ice cream?
By Lilly Walters
Last week I [not HOMEFree] 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 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." Then in a theatrical whisper the gentleman 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 already good."
Isn't that cute? What a sweet boy. And I am sure that woman took a look at her heart and actions. She may have though that his mommy put him up to it, but I hope not!
My children do know how to pray. And always "in Jesus name". But we should not judge others, nor their children, for not praying the way WE think they should. Isn't praying really a conversation between the Lord and them?