father’s day 2018


My Father Taught Me to Fight the Good Fight!

Fight the Good Fight

BIO-23It seems that for most of my life, I’ve had to fight for things, and this stems from my father. He stood for what was right for three hearing impaired children in a public school. Even though the school was not adequately equipped to handle disabled children, Dad fought for us to remain and face the challenges that lie ahead.

His involvement, along with my mother’s, instilled a quit in me that has never ceased. I hear his word echo in my ears, “How are these kids going to learn in the real world, if we send them to a deaf and hard of hearing school? They need to learn to deal with their hearing loss and face challenges.” Boy, was he right on with the challenges part. With speech therapy and hearing aids, I dealt with everyday circumstances like climbing a mountain. And even today, with visual loss, I continue to advocate for my rights. It has truly been a journey, but thanks to Dad, and God, I am an over-comer!

Dad Cried Once

I only witnessed one time when my Dad cried. It was when his father passed away. Yet Mom tells me that Dad cried every night for his children. He would have given us his ears and eyes instead of us going deaf and blind. However, he did give us what my whick2sister calls, “back-bone”, for we are not shy in speaking out for what is right. Although we can’t see or hear very well, it does not mean that we’re invisible.

Paul states in 2 Timothy 4:7 “I have fought a good fight. I have finished my course. I have kept the faith.” Yes, we will face trouble in this world, but with Christ we can overcome (John 16:33). And overcome is exactly what I do because of what Dad exemplified for me. It is like the old saying. “When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.” I have not let my disability stop me for being effective for the Kingdom. Regardless of my limitations, God has none. He is faithful and I continue to soar with the eagles!


Rev. Whick D. Turner is a licensed minister, author, worship drummer, songwriter, loving husband and father. Residing in San Antonio, Texas and a member of Destiny Church, Whick travels to minister and share his words of encouragement to motivate others to reach their fullest potential in God. Visit www.ontopofmymountain.org for more information and to reach Whick. Book-Cover-AdD. Turner. G L O R Y !

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My Father Liked Baseball

I don’t know if my Dad liked baseball all that much, but I know he loved me. My fondest memories as a boy were when my dad would take time in the evenings to play baseball with us. We lived a mile out of town surrounded by cornfields. We had a nice yard for playing baseball with a row of evergreen trees that served well as an outfield wall. Some of them were overgrown and occasionally we would lose a ball in the trees or even in the field beyond it if the corn was tall.

My dad spent his days working at the bank in town accepting and rejecting loan requests, mostly to local farmers. He enjoyed spending evenings in the yard mowing or tending to the apple orchard. He would have us kids, there were three of us, help with yard work if something needed to be done. If it was still light out when the chores were done and if I begged hard enough, he usually had time to play some baseball.

Did you ever see the movie, The Rookie (2002), with Dennis Quaid as Jim Morris? I loved baseball about as much as he loved baseball, except, I had a dad who would play baseball with me.

My dad would often come home during his lunch hour and, in the summer, when I was home from school, would play catch with me for ten or fifteen minutes after he ate before he had to go back to work.

My dad was always willing to invest in us in pursuit of our interests. For example, when I joined the Boy Scouts, my dad participated as an adult leader of our troop. In only five years in scouting, I had earned my Eagle Scout award. Most boys, if they even get there, take seven or eight years to get it. It wasn’t easy and my dad encouraged me to stick with it when I got tired of it. Earning my Eagle Scout helped set the pace for me in life in pursuing other longer term goals.

This was what I was most proud of as a boy and my dad was there to help me get it. He was a great example to me in this way. I was fortunate to have a dad who cared so much and loved me so much. Dads are important. Not only to their kids but to their community and to their country. God created man to lead a family and He designed families to build nations. Don’t forget howpodcast-art-1400 important you are dad.

Where’s my glove? I need to go out and play catch with my son!

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My Father Was and Is – Andy Specht

What our father’s were help shape us today.

The influence of these things are too hard to count and impact us and our children. IMG_20180401_191246608My father was a lot of things and those things have taught me many lessons that have helped me in the path I’m on now.
My father was raised by the Greatest Generation. His parents were raised during the Great Depression, a time when hard work is what got you food on the table. They turned into survivors of WWII. His father marched across Europe with Gen. Patton’s 3rd Army. This taught him to serve his country in times when it may not be popular. His father was a man of great faith that served the church and the community. He was a man of few words, but said what he meant and meant what he said.

The Marine

My father, from the influence of his father, was a Marine. He voluntarily enlisted in the mid 1960’s when it was unpopular to do so. He understood the value and necessity of service and sacrifice. You can not say “was” when referring to someone as a Marine other than to say they were in the Marines. The value he placed on service led him to being active in the volunteer fire service and later as a paramedic.

My father is faithful.

IMG_20180401_163735035He saw his parents weather life’s storms and observed their dedication to the marriage covenant. He has remained faithful to my mom, his wife, for over 50 years. It’s a quiet, no fuss dedication that he has lived with out wavering. Despite many hardships and disagreements the one thing my siblings and I knew was dad was going to take care of mom first.


My father is devoted to the gospel. Even through the years when he worked a schedule that had him out of church for months his devotion was known. Those he worked with knew by what he would and would not tolerate. His devotion was on display for the years when he led youth groups. His devotion was made known to us by what he allowed us to watch and listen to. I still remember the bible he used that has notes in the margins and highlights in it. I didn’t know he read it that much until I was looking through books on the bookshelf and opened it. He made sure we went to church with mom with no fuss. Today he attends a prayer group every morning.

Hard Worker

IMG_20180401_170001584He was, and still is, a hard worker. He worked in the steel industry in fabrication, sales and welding before coming into management. When the steel industry in Pennsylvania collapsed he found himself, like thousands of others, unemployed. That didn’t stop him from seeking out work. At one point he worked three jobs to make ends meet. In each job he worked hard, was early and professional. He built a reputation that has benefited his grandson in his chosen profession. I remember my dad coming home from one job, sleeping a few hours and going to another. After that he would study for his paramedics exam and work another job. After he was a full time medic he would work over 90 hours a week and still find time to teach classes.


My father is humble, well as much as can be expected by a dad. His humility is in his IMG_20180401_191033991_HDRlack of bragging about his accomplishments. He carries pride in them, but doesn’t boast about them. Some may think his outward appearance of self confidence is arrogance, but it is just confidence. Confidence born of making it though Paris Island and being involved in things of success and surviving hardship. Confidence that comes from skills gained by experience and knowing he was responsible for people living when it looked like death was the only option. Yea, like many dad’s he jokes about his ability to be right all the time except for the one allotted mistake a year, but as you grow older you learn to see through that kind of humor.

A Legacy for many

These attributes were on display throughout his life as a Marine, welder, salesman, manager, security guard, volunteer fireman, EMT, youth leader, Paramedic and now retired with a part time job. But, more importantly he is a man of God, husband, father and grandfather who has built a reputation and left a legacy while still alive for future generations.

Andy is a follower of Jesus, a husband, father and Marine vet. He is ordained, and has been pastored, discipled, and taught at home and in domestic missions. Andy has hosted a radio show and co-hosted a second on the same station. He has led men and mentored boys through Royal Rangers. He is currently working with Transportation Nation in building a segment on their network titled ” In God We Truck ” to evangelize the trucking industry. ( by the time this is posted In God We Truck should be up and running. The projected start date is the first week of April ).