We can pray for anything

My children and I love to pray. We say grace at every meal, morning prayers, and bedtime prayers, and in between, at various times of the day, we pray for whatever needs a prayer.

In the last few years, as a divorced mother, I stepped out of my comfort zone and made attempts to do many things with my children that I had been accustomed to doing with a partner, such as taking long trips/drives, climbing into the attic, digging up dirt, putting windshield wiper fluid in the thingy-a-ma-jiggy in the car... LOL!

I love to drive, and I am very confident behind the wheel, but I do not enjoy traffic, and I don't like getting lost. Anyway, I decided not to worry too much about those things by saying a prayer, the three of us, at the beginning of our journeys, and again when we would reach our destination, thanking God for carrying us safely. I can say that our prayers worked each and every single time, even with minor mishaps of traffic and slight detours! I/we make it a point to always Thank God for keeping us safe, well, fed, happy, you name it.... just for the fact that we are alive!

For any successes, big or small, or just simply the fact that a problem was minimized, we say thank you!

Today I read this piece and it made me smile. I think we can pray for anything if we truly trust in God.... enjoy!

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 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 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."

THE END...
Sometimes we all need
some ice cream.

I hope God sends you some Ice Cream today! ~ Anonymous