(Psalm 100.2 NRSV Bible)
The year was 1875, and the ice cream soda was about a year old and fast gaining in popularity.
However, in Evanston, Illinois, the elders a church were taking a very dim view of this ice cream treat. Some of these church leaders believed that "soda water," or carbonated water, was a "mite intoxicating."
Community leaders were pressured into making a law that forbade the selling and serving of ice cream sodas on Sundays -- on the premise that they were a corrupting influence on all. Needless to say, the town was shocked at the ban on ice cream sodas.
And in W. C. Garwood's Drug Store, it was worse than shocking. It hurt sales at the soda fountain, which was the favorite gathering place of youngsters, families and Sunday-strolling sweethearts. So to get around the local law, an enterprising fountain clerk started to serve scoops of ice cream dribbled over with thick syrup: a soda minus the soda water. The soda-less sodas became called "Sunday sodas," and they were quite legal in every way.
They became so popular that customers began asking for "Sundays" all through the week. The church elders were indignant at having been outwitted. In an attempt to have the last word, they raised objections to the fact that the dish was named after the Sabbath. Again ingenuity stepped in--and the spelling was altered to s-u-n-d-a-e.
Enjoy your Sunday... Sundae...
Lord, may I worship you in all that I do. In Jesus name. Amen.