H. A. Ironside the Canadian born Bible Teacher, once told about going to a crowded cafeteria for a meal.
As he carried his tray looking for a table, every table was full, except for one with a single man sitting there. Ironside asked if he might join him. The man nodded and grunted something unintelligible.
When Ironside sat down, he bowed his head and silently gave thanks for his food. The other man asked, ““Well, is something wrong with your food?”
“No, it seems fine.”
“Well, do you have a headache?” the man persisted. “I saw you closing your eyes and putting your hands on your head.” Continue reading