A seminary professor was vacationing with his wife in Gatlinburg,TN.
One morning, they were eating breakfast at a little restaurant, hoping
to enjoy a quiet, family meal. While they were waiting for their food,
they noticed a distinguished looking, white-haired man moving from
table to table, visiting with the guests. The professor leaned over and
whispered to his wife, 'I hope he doesn't come over here.' But sure
enough, the man did come over to their table.
'Where are you folks from?' he asked in a friendly voice.
' Oklahoma,' they answered.
'Great to have you here in Tennessee,' the stranger said.
‘What do you do for a living?'
'I teach at a seminary,’ he replied.
'Oh, so you teach preachers how to preach, do you? Well, I've got a
really great story for you.' And with that, the gentleman pulled up a
chair and sat down at the table with the couple.
The professor groaned and thought to himself, 'Great ..
Just what I need ....another preacher story!'
The man started, 'See that mountain over there? (pointing out the
restaurant window). Not far from the base of that mountain, there
was a boy born to an unwed mother. He had a hard time growing
up, because every place he went, he was always asked the same
question, 'Hey boy, Who's your daddy?' Whether he was at school,
in the grocery store or drug store, people would ask the same question,
'Who's your daddy?' He would hide at recess and lunch time from
other students. He would avoid going in to stores because that
question hurt him so bad. 'When he was about 12 years old, a new
preacher came to his church. He would always go in late and slip out
early to avoid hearing the question, 'Who's your daddy?' But one day,
the new preacher said the benediction so fast that he got caught and
had to walk out with the crowd.
Just about the time he got to the back door, the new preacher, not knowing
anything about him, put his hand on his shoulder and asked him, 'Son,
who's your daddy?' The whole church got deathly quiet. He could feel every
eye in the church looking at him. Now everyone would finally know the
answer to the question, 'Who's your daddy?' 'This new preacher, though,
sensed the situation around him and using discernment that only the Holy
Spirit could give, said the following to that scared little boy... 'Wait a minute!
I know who you are! I see the family resemblance now, You are a child of God.'
With that he patted the boy on his shoulder and said, 'Boy, you've got a
great inheritance. Go and claim it.'
'With that, the boy smiled for the first time in a long time and walked out the
door a changed person.. He was never the same again. Whenever anybody
asked him, 'Who's your Daddy?' he'd just tell them , 'I'm a Child of God..''
The distinguished gentleman got up from the table and said, 'Isn't that a
great story?'
The professor responded that it really was a great story!
As the man turned to leave, he said, 'You know, if that new preacher hadn't
told me that I was one of God's children, I probably never would have
amounted to anything!' And he walked away.
The seminary professor and his wife were stunned. He called the
waitress over & asked her, 'Do you know who that man was -- the one
who just left that was sitting at our table?'
The waitress grinned and said, 'Of course. Everybody here knows him.
That's Ben Hooper. He's governor of Tennessee.'
Someone in your life today needs a reminder that they're one of God's children.
'The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of God stands forever.' ~~Isaiah
YOU'RE ONE OF GOD'S CHILDREN. HAVE A GREAT DAY.
Keep this going.
You have no idea which one of Your e-mail buddies could use a little hope today.
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