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Matthew 5:8

Dr. Jim Denison

There are three tame ducks in our back yard,

Dabbling in mud and trying hard

To get their share, and maybe more,

Of the overflowing barnyard store.

Satisfied with the task they’re at,

Eating and sleeping and getting fat.

But whenever the free wild ducks go by

In a long line streaming down the sky,

They cock a quizzical, puzzled eye,

And flap their wings and try to fly.

I think my soul is a tame old duck,

Dabbling around in barnyard muck,

Fat and lazy with useless wings.

But sometimes when the North wind sings

And the wild ones hurdle overhead,

It remembers something lost and dead,

And cocks a wary, bewildered eye,

And makes a feeble attempt to fly.

It’s fairly content with the state it’s in,

But it isn’t the duck it might have been.

I don’t want to be a tame duck. You don’t, either. You want your life to have purpose and passion, a reason for being which transcends the hum-drum routine, the workaday world. You want to believe that your life counts for something bigger than yourself, that you are more than a dot on the screen of the universe.