Casandra Martin

I have a friend who will tell you that ice cream is the world’s most perfect food. His son agrees. We ate dinner together recently, and there was a moment at the table that frames a perfect picture of faith for me. We enjoyed a delicious meal and even better company. Relaxing around the table, we continued to talk and laugh, valuing the doesn’t-come-often-enough time together.

All of the sudden, the little boy got a gleam in his eye. Despite having explained a few minutes earlier to his mom that he was full, he set his eyes on dessert. “Dad, can we go get some ice cream?” he said, with all the intensity, sincerity, and full-out cuteness of a six year old. I started giggling. His mom rolled her eyes. My husband nodded in approval. Dad, seeing his love for ice cream reflected on his little guy’s face, considered the request with deep thought.

The little one knew exactly who to ask for ice cream. If you want ice cream, ask an ice cream lover. He also asked with a boldness that makes me grin. He knew what he wanted and confidently, persistently, and passionately made his request. I want to be just like him.

My Jesus Resolution today is to have ice cream faith. Prayer requires this kind of faith. Often we go to friends, the internet, the refrigerator, the mall, or a celebrity to find what we need when the first lesson is to go to the One who is both able to answer our soul cravings and loves us beyond measure. Prayer also requires a bold courage. I tend to offer timid prayers, reasonable prayers, prayers that don’t stretch beyond my own imagination. You know, one scoop prayers. Big prayers help our faith reflect the glory of our big God and make room from Him to answer with triple scoop delight.