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He jumped out of the car and shook my hand, And every piece of gear, brand new, had he. Was very careful where he'd walk or stand. He was a walking mystery to me! He said, while scheduling a hunting date, "I've read a lot about duck hunting, true, So, I'm quite ready, now, to concentrate And test my skill, of shooting ducks, with you!" He had two sacks of decoys, maybe three. Not close, to any water, had they been. A brand new twelve gauge shotgun he showed me. No shell had ever touched the firing pin! His waders never had been used at all. And shotgun shells, he had a case or two! He didn't even know, that ducks, you call! Just thought they must come right out of the blue! In asking him some questions . . . had to grin. It didn't take me long to add the score! I soon discovered he had never been On any other hunting trip before! He a lot about the sport of hunting. He'd researched and studied about it, too. But head knowledge can never, ever bring That personal experience for you. Some of us have read much about Jesus; Still, others can tell stories about Him. Our day to day lifestyles always expose us, By showing faith is real or just a whim. Some of us appear to be a Christian. And most of us can talk the 'churchy talk.' But, if our daily actions raise a question, Somewhere we failed to learn to 'walk the walk!' To know so much about Him, many claim. The one they call the man of Galilee! However, you'll never, ever know Him, 'Till from yourself He finally sets you free! BACK |
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