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"True Children of Your Heavenly Father"

Posted on August 30, 2017

Check out these often repeated nuggets of inspiration gathered from dads:
1.  The man on the top of the mountain didn't fall there. 

2.  When you wrestle with pigs, you get all dirty and they love it.

3.  Never be so broke that you cannot afford to pay attention.

4.  Don't be foolish just because you know how.

5.  Never buy anything that eats.

6.  The golden rule: the guy who's got the gold makes the rules.

7.  The second time you get kicked in the head by a mule it's not a learning      experience. 


All of these tidbits were given to be some form of benefit and encouragement. Last week we talked about the positive benefit of speaking words “full of the power of life”.  After the service and throughout the week, some of you told me that your fathers and/or step-fathers were anything but concerned about using their words in a constructive way. Some of you mentioned that you still bear the verbal scars from decades ago.


Jesus came into a world where the spiritual fathers of the day had depicted a poor image of a “Heavenly Father”. Jesus immediately sets out to restore that which the spiritual fathers had corrupted.


When the disciples asked Jesus to teach them how to pray, His first words were: “Our Father who …”


More Sunday, but the following story kind of sums up our focus.


Who’s Your Daddy?


A seminary professor was vacationing with his wife in Gatlinburg, TN. One morning they were eating breakfast at 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 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 to that scared little boy, “‘Wait a minute!’ he said. ‘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 and asked her, “Do you know who that man was - the one who was sitting at our table?”


The waitress grinned and said, “Of course. Everybody here knows him. That’s Ben Hooper. He’s the former governor of Tennessee!”


Someone in your life today needs a reminder that they’re one of God’s children!


See You Sunday!