Who's Yo Daddy

Who’s Yo Daddy?  That was the title of a recent sermon I preached.  About 7 weeks ago I was sitting in a Sunday Service when the Lord began to give me a sermon.  He started with the title and He began to lay out particular points that He wanted me to preach on.  I felt I should start making notes so I did, and over the next couple weeks the sermon was formulating and brewing (a mixed metaphor…I know).  A few weeks after the Lord had given me the sermon, I received an invitation to preach on the 18th of June.  I was more than happy to oblige.  I prayed about what I should preach on but from the get-go I felt very strongly that I was supposed to preach the sermon Who’s Yo Daddy? I was speaking the worship leader, a good friend of mine, Andrei and I told him that I wanted him to sing songs to emphasis the Fatherhood of God and our being His Children.  On the 17th as I was finishing up typing the manuscript/outline for the following day, I called my parents and my mother reminded me to wish my Father a Happy Fathers Day. Because I had mailed my Father his gift and the gift had arrived a number of weeks early, it had slipped my mind with all we had going on; that it was indeed Fathers’ day weekend.  Even as I wished my Father Happy Fathers’ Day I didn’t consider that I was going to be preaching on Fathers’ Day.  I didn’t clue in to the fact until Sunday morning at church when I picked up the bulletin (which announced my sermon title on the front) and I flipped to the center of it and saw a Fathers’ Day Poem and Fathers’ Day wishes.  I began to cry as I sat down listening to the worship I had requested, realizing how the Lord, knew before I had even been invited to speak that day, that I would be, and He had given me a sermon for that day.  And it wasn’t just any sermon but it was the sermon for that specific day.  It was so humbling and so awesome.  My Heavenly Father is so good.  I will tell you this; there is no other voice that I would rather hear than His.