Shining Light in Duck Places, Day 7
Today’s reading is drawn from Luke 11:33.
Years ago I was invited to give my duck call demonstration at a store in Iowa. A huge crowd of duck hunters gathered around me like bees on honey. They’d seen our Duck Commander DVDs and our TV show on the Outdoor Channel, and they wanted to meet me in person. After I went through my demonstration, I used the opportunity to share the gospel. Look, I know if you’re gonna do that, there’ll be a trickle of people who’ll head toward the exit. But that’s okay with me because I’ve also seen the impact of the gospel on people’s lives.
About five years after that presentation in Iowa, I got this letter:
Dear Mr. Robertson,
I came to hear your demonstration in Iowa because you were my hero in the duck calling world. In my mind, you were the big cheese and the guru, so I had you all built up. As you went through the demonstration, I thought, That guy can sure blow a duck call. Good night, if I could only get half as good as he is.
I really looked up to you. But before a cat could lick his tail, the duck calls went back inside your little satchel and the next thing I know, you got a Bible and you’re talking about sin, death, and Jesus. I’m thinking What a jerk! He’s taking advantage of me. I came to hear a duck call and now he’s beating me over the head with religion! When I left there, I bad-mouthed you. I cussed you to everybody I knew. I even threw your duck calls away. . . .
But a strange thing happened. What I heard kept gnawing at me. One day I woke up and sat on the side of my bed. I was thinking, Now wait a minute! This guy told us that we were all sinners. Which is true. He proceeded to tell us that we’re all going six feet deep. Which is also true. So I began to question why I was so mad at you.
It occurred to me, Mr. Robertson, that the whole time I’ve been bad-mouthing you, it really wasn’t you I was mad at—it was God. He’s the One I’ve been rebelling against. Here you give me the way off of Planet Earth, you tell me my sins can be removed so I can come forth from the grave—and I am cursing you out over that . . . for five years! What can I say? I’m an idiot.
So I took you up on the good news of Jesus. I responded by faith. I was baptized. My wife is thrilled. My children are jumping up and down. They’re happy because their dad is now a Christian. I hereby officially apologize for cursing you for five years.
Just because someone hears the gospel and their first response is to get mad or reject you doesn’t mean you shouldn’t have said anything. Remember it’s God who grants repentance to them. This guy wrestled with the Almighty for years. That’s spiritual warfare: the devil was on one side and God was on the other. The Spirit, through the gospel, had convicted him at that duck call workshop.
A guy once warned me that my preaching was going to hurt my business. Hurt my business? We’re comparing duck call sales to people getting their sins forgiven? After all, Jesus is the light of the world (John 8:12)! And if He lives in us, Jesus says we’re supposed to let our light shine so that people will see it and come to Him. Look, I enjoy going to conventions to talk about duck calls, but I want to get down to some more important business while I’m there! The truth is I really don’t care what it does to the duck call business.
Besides, I’d say things are working out okay for us on that front.