Midweek Update #16

What a special service for Thelma Mathews.  Fay and Kay sang three beautiful songs.  The Interment Service was held at Dallas Restland and then back to the church to share a special time with family and friends.  I really appreciate everyone involved with Thelma's funeral and all those who assisted in preparing and setting up for the meal back at the church for Al Mathews and his family and friends.   I was very impressed with the many friends of Al and Thelma who were at the funeral, viewing, and committal service. Our prayers continue to be with Al and Melody.

I look forward to seeing many of you either tonight or on Sunday.

I have included the story I shared about the Restaurant Prayer of the Little Boy that I used in the Funeral Service.

You will find it attached.

Tonight we will begin a new series entitled:  "A Heart Like His." We will be seeking the Heart of God Through a Study of David.

Blessing to you all. 

See ya soon,

Pastor Larry

Last week, I took my grandchildren to a restaurant.

My six-year-old grandson 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 Nana 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 grandson 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 grandson and said, "I happen to know that God thought that was a great prayer."


"Really?" my grandson 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 grandchildren ice cream at  the end of the meal.  My grandson 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

I love this story!
Please keep it moving.
Sometimes, we all need some ice cream.



I hope God sends you some ice cream today!