Some children went to a restaurant with their mother for the evening meal.  The six-year old son asked if he could say grace.  As they bowed heads to pray 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 the laughter from the other customers nearby 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, the little boy burst into tears and asked his mother, "Did I do it wrong?  Is God mad at me?" As she held him his mother 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 the little boy and said, "I happen to know that God thought  that was a great prayer." "Really?" the little boy asked. "Cross my heart."  Then in a theatrical whisper he added (pointing to 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."
    The kids did get ice cream at the end of the meal. The little boy stared at his for a moment and then did something remarkable. 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."