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Yesterday evening, we were sitting on the back deck eating dinner and started hearing the ice cream truck. We hear it quite a bit but it never seems to come down our road. About that time the doorbell rings, just someone trying to sell something, but I look up and the truck is coming right in front of our house! My house bursts into action. I blow by the door-to-door salesman to flag down the ice cream truck. The kids run upstairs, at top speed, to get their money.
My son, having just had his birthday and loaded with cash, comes out with a two handful wad of money to buy his hearts desire. My daughter, who is very conscientious, brings only $1 and asks the driver what she can get for $1.
They each get their treats and we sit outside in the cool evening and eat our ice cream.
I remember hearing the ice cream truck every day when we lived in Colorado. Here in Germany we have Italian ice cream parlours everywhere, but it's been raining for weeks now and doesn't feel like summer at all. It can only get better.
He gives the childless woman a family,
making her a happy mother.
Praise the Lord!