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?'
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
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 the boy 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
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.'
He then patted the boy on his shoulder and said, 'Boy, you've got a great
inheritance. Go and claim it.'
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 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!'
No matter what your beginnings, you are always a child of God.
* Ben W. Hooper, 1870-1957, (R)TN Governor January 26, 1911-January 17, 1915
Who's Your Daddy?
'I teach at a seminary,' the professor 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.'