I hope you get some Ice Cream today.

I'm not one who is very religious. I don't talk about religion much, because I don't really believe in it. I do believe in some kind of energy, but to say what it is and what not... bof! I don't really care about that. Religious beliefs are the causes of way too many problems and wars for me to debate them. I prefer to respect people's choice as long as they don't try to convince me to "join" them or that "their" belief is the "right" one... To each is own, I say. If someone is happy believing that holding a rock will heal him or her, who am I to debate that? Maybe if more of us believed in "something", things would be better?

When I read the following story, I thought it was really cute, and that you "parents type" would enjoy it:

Saying Grace in a Restaurant.

Last week, I 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 great, God is good. 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 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," 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 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 good already."

How did you like it?