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littleredkiss484

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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 lunchtime from other students. He would avoid going into 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 do or, 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

John 3:16

A helping hand will lighten another's burden
 
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[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]There was once a dad who had a three-year-old son [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]named Brandon. One day, Brandon sees his dad [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]eating chocolate chip cookies in the living room and [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]says to himself, "Daddy loves chocolate chip [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]cookies with milk. So I'm going to give Daddy a glass[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]of milk." With that thought Brandon goes into the [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]dining room and drags a chair from the dining room [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]into the kitchen, leaving a trail of scratch marks on [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]the floor.[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]Brandon climbs up on the chair and hitches himself [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]onto the counter to pull at the cabinet door. Wham! [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]It smashes against the adjacent cabinet door, [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]leaving a gash where the handle hit it. Brandon [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]reaches for a glass, accidentally knocking two [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]others off the shelf. Crash! Tinkle, tinkle! But [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]Brandon doesn't care. He's thinking, "I'm going to [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]get Daddy some milk!"[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]Meanwhile, Brandon's dad is watching all this, [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]wondering if he should step in and save the rest of [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]his kitchen. He decides, for the moment, to watch a [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]little more as Brandon scrambles off the chair, [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]dodging the pieces of broken glass, and heads for [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]the refrigerator.[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]Pulling violently on the refrigerator door, Brandon [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]flings it wide open - and it stays open, of course. [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]Brandon puts the glass on the floor - out of harm's [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]way, supposedly - and grabs, not the little half [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]gallon of milk, but the big gallon container that is full[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]of milk. He rips open the top, pours it in the vicinity [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]of the glass, and even manages to get some milk in [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]the glass. The rest goes all over the floor.[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]Finally done, Brandon puts the milk carton on the [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]floor and picks up the glass yelling, "Daddy, I got [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]something for you!" He runs into the living room, [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]trips, and spills milk all over the place - the floor, the[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]sofa, his dad.[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]Brandon stands up and looks around. He sees [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]broken glass, milk everywhere, cabinets open, his [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]dad with milk from his eyebrows to his toes, and [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]starts to cry. Through his tears, he looks up at his [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]dad with that pained expression that says, "What [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]are you going to do to me?"[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]His dad only smiles. He doesn't see a kid that just [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]destroyed his house. Instead he sees a beautiful [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]little boy whom he loves very much. It doesn't [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]matter what he's done. Brandon's dad stretches his [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]arms out to hold his little boy tight and says, "This is[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]my son!"[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]When we talk about God as our Father, the kind of [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]father we're talking about is Brandon's father. God is[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]a father who loves us unconditionally, even though [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]we make a real mess of things. Jesus told a similar [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]story about another son who messed up. We call the[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]story "The Son". It also could be called "The Parable [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]of the Loving Father" because, just like Brandon's [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]dad, the father in the story threw his arms around [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]his son and said, "This is my son!" (See Luke 15:11-[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]32)[/FONT]

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Geneva, sans serif]Author Unknown[/FONT]
 
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