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A Tennessee Tale

A Seminary professor was vacationing with his wife in Gatlinburg, Tennessee.

One morning, they were eating breakfast in 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 good 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 a 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 lunchtime from other students.
He would avoid going into stores because
that question hurt him so much.

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?"

The new preacher, though, sensed the situation
around him and using discernment that only the Holy Spirit could give,
said the following to  the 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 would never 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 that man 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 the former governor of Tennessee!"

Someone in your life today needs a reminder that they are one of God's  children.

"The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the Word of God
stands forever." Isaiah 40:8

YOU'RE ONE OF GOD'S CHILDREN.  I SEE THE RESEMBLANCE.

Oh, my.  This is such a blessing to read.

Oh that we would realize that we have the most wonderful Heavenly Father!

Thanks Carl!

Nice on Carl!

Gripped,
Kevin

That is a beautiful story!

God Bless.

That story really spoke to me. Thanks for sharing it with us.

Ruth Ann

I'm so glad that others have found joy in this tale.  I enjoyed it as well and thought others would.

Carl that story really blessed me.