Ice cream is good for the soul

A lady took her children to a restaurant and her six-year-old son asked if he could bless the food. As the family bowed their heads, he prayed, “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 other customers nearby, the mother heard one woman remark, “That is what’s wrong with this country. Kids today don’t even know how to pray. Asking God for ice cream! Why, I never!”

When the young boy heard the remark the woman made, he burst into tears and asked his mother, “Did I do it wrong? Is God mad at me because I asked for ice cream?” As the mother held her son in her arms assuring him that he had done a great job in his prayer and that God certainly was not mad at him, an elderly gentleman approached their table. He winked at the young boy and said, “I happen to know that God thought that was a great prayer.”

“Really?” the lad asked. “Cross my heart,” the man replied. Then in a theatrical whisper he added, referring to the woman whose remark had cause the confusion, “Too bad she never asked God for ice cream. A little ice cream is sometimes good for the soul.”

The mother thanked the elderly man for coming over and saying what he said and bought her children ice cream after they had finished their meal. The young boy stared at his ice cream for a moment, and then did something the mother will remember for the rest of her life.

The young boy picked up his sundae and without saying a word walked over to the table where the woman who had made the remark was sitting and sat the sundae down in front of her. With a big smile on his face he told her, “Here, this is for you. Ice cream is good for the soul sometimes, and my soul is good already.”

~MOTHERS~

Remember when your mother use to say, “Go to your room!” This was a terrible penalty back in the days when many of us were growing up. However, today, when a mother says the same thing, a kid goes to his room. When there, he has air condition, a television set, an intercom, a computer with internet access and he is better off than he was in the first place.

~LETTERS~

When he was editor of the New York Tribune, journalist, Horace Greeley, received the following letter: Dear Sir: In your extensive correspondence, you have undoubtedly secured several autographs of the late American poet, Edgar A. Poe. If so, will you please favor me with one? Yours respectfully, A.B.

Greeley’s reply: Dear A.B.: I happen to have in my possession but one autograph of the late distinguished American poet, Edgar A. Poe. It consists of an I.O.U. with my name on the back of it. It cost me $51.20, and you can have it for half price. Yours, Horace Greeley.

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