Since autumn is the time for duck hunting, I thought that this might be a good time to share a duck story. It is attributed to the Danish philosopher, Søren Kierkegaard.
There once was a duck town where only ducks lived. They all lived in their own duck homes and shopped at their own duck stores, and every Sunday the ducks would waddle out of their houses and down the main street to their own duck church, where they would sit in their duck pews and listen to their duck choir sing and then hear their preacher preach a duck sermon.
The duck preacher would speak eloquently of how God had given the ducks wings with which to fly. With these God-given wings there was nowhere that they could not go; there was no God-given task the ducks could not accomplish. With those wings they could soar into the presence of God.
Shouts of “Amen” were quacked throughout the duck congregation. And at the end of the duck service, the ducks would leave, commending the duck preacher on the wonderful message he had delivered. Then the ducks all would waddle back to their duck homes.
God did not create any of us to live ordinary, meaningless, average lives. Jesus said, “I came so they may have real and eternal life, more and better life than they ever dreamed of.” (John10:10b, The Message)
God has given each of us gifts, talents, intelligence, zeal, inspiration, and vision so that we can live extraordinary lives, lives that can help make God’s world a better place to live than its present state.
Jesus said, “ . . . Do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?” (Matthew 6:25-26 NRSV)
So, for the sake of the One who has given so much to you don’t waddle, soar!