I Have Two Dads

I have two fathers and I’m thankful for both of them.
I didn’t know my natural father when I was a kid – he struggled with things I will never understand. His name was Hank. 
I was five years old when my mother died and I lived with several families over the next few years.  Then I got a new dad when I moved in with my new (and permanent) family in July of 1961 right before I turned eight years old. He was the dad who raised me. His name was Stan.  He was my first pastor too . . . and I most often am quoting him as I preach today . . .
Stan, as my new dad, taught me how to work hard, love people, appreciate beauty, and love Jesus. I am so grateful that before he died in 2002, he told me he was proud of me. Thanks, Dad.
Hank was the kind of guy a person couldn’t fully understand unless they had walked in his shoes. He had a tough life.
But, here’s what I’m grateful for: one day he received Jesus as his Lord and Savior. On that day he began to pray for me. He prayed that my two sisters and I would somehow – someway also come to know Jesus as our Savior. Several years later we met and became friends. Thanks, Dad.
Fast forward 25 years . . .
We were at the hospital and Hank was dying. My stepmom (Rose) recounted the story of how my father came to Christ. When I asked her when that was – she told me it was in July of 1961.
Did you catch that? 

Twenty-five years later I found out that at exactly the same time my natural father became born again and began praying for me – and his prayer for me was answered . . . thousands of miles away !! If my dad hadn’t been dying, and we hadn’t been sitting around the hospital for days and days telling our stories, I might never have had that revelation that God is in control and He answers prayer.

When was the last time you sat down and reflected on the goodness of God?

When was the last time you slowed down enough to notice the miracles God is doing each and every day?


Well, I’m digressing . . . I may pick up on this idea in my next blog. Thanks for listening.

And, thanks Dads . . .

And Happy Father’s Day to all you dads out there!


Love you guys,

Steve  🙂

4 Responses to “I Have Two Dads”

  1. Chuck Theuring says:

    Wow, thanks for sharing that Steve

  2. Robyn Geypens says:

    I am so grateful that God gave me you to be my brother July 1961. You have always had an always will have a special place in my heart! I love you brother Steve

  3. Denise A Fuller says:

    Thank you Steve for sharing your heart and being vulnerable I appreciate that about you so much. And yes wish it all slowed down take the time to notice the Miracles around us

  4. Debra Gilchrist says:

    Thanks Steve, I only had one dad, but no relationship with him until 6 years agao when I ended up caring for him until he passed. During that time he came back to God and proclaimed his faith as well as sharing his life story with me. God is amazing as out of 4 children, I was the one that God chose to learn his story. So grateful to this day that I can share who my dad was. I had closure with my dad and will forever be grateful to God for bringing us together. Thank you for sharing your story as well. You make me a stronger believer in the miracles of God’s work in our lives. Happy Father’s Day!

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