When I was a little girl, my brother Jeff had one of the original Nintendos. The kind that you had to blow into the bottom of the cartridge to get it to work correctly. Arguably, one of the best games for Nintendo at that time was Duck Hunt. Probably because it came with this snazzy guy:
I can still remember Jeff teaching me how to play. Forget the controller, grab the gun. The game begins with a little dog who runs out and then jumps behind a bush to go collect all of the ducks you shoot. But many of you will know what I mean when I say that who you really wanted to shoot was the dog. Here’s why: for each duck, you got three shots. Miss the duck and you got a “Fly Away.” Get a Fly Away and the little dog would peek his snarky little head up, squint up his haughty little eyes and cover his mouth in disbelief as he LAUGHED at you! “Really DOG?! It wasn’t even my fault! It’s this darn gun controller that isn’t working right! I forgot to blow on the connection! If you think you’re so good, why don’t YOU just shoot the ducks FOR me!?!” That dog’s laugh is what most of us remember the most about good ol’ Duck Hunt. TeeHeeHeeHeeHeeHeeHee. Ugh.
Some of us, in being taunted, react with indignation. Righteous anger. A shake of the fist and a “Hey! Who do you think you are?” Our natural reaction is to want to whip out our Duck Hunt gun and pop ’em one right between the eyes. Some, however, take accusations to heart and internalize them, effectively putting the gun away and saying “I guess I’m not cut out for this game.”
In Revelation 12:10, the Bible describes Satan as “the accuser of our brothers, who accuses them before our God day and night”. Day and night, your enemy is accusing you before God. He’s waiting for your Fly Aways, so that he can pause the game and just like that mangy mutt stand up and giggle. TeeHeeHee, Amy messed up again today. I got her. She doesn’t love you that much, God. Look at her! There she goes again! Aaaaall those ducks are just flyin’ right off of her radar screen.
In Psalm 35, King David describes his accusers as gaping at him and saying, “Aha! Aha!” Your enemy is your accuser, and he’s watching and recording your missed moves, ready to point to all of your Fly Aways and scream “Aha!” He is roaming the earth looking for someone to devour.
When Satan reminds you of the guilt of your past and all of your missed shots, get a little righteous indignation toward your accuser. Don’t put your gun down and refuse to play the game. “For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline” (2 Tim 1:7). You’ve been given power through the Holy Spirit and a mighty sword–the weapon with the supernatural power to demolish strongholds– God’s word. When the enemy mocks you and taunts you, fire a round of Scripture right between his eyes. Give him the ol’ 1-2, “Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus” (Rom 8:1). Or, “as high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is his love for those who fear him; as far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us” (Psalm 103:11-12).
The next part of that verse in Revelation says that the accuser “has been hurled down. They overcame him by the blood of the lamb and by the word of their testimony; they did not love their lives so much as to shrink from death.” The game has been WON for you by the blood of the lamb! Your ducks have been counted and your misses have been covered. You are seen as having played a perfect game. The accuser who taunts you day in and day out, night after night, pointing out your folly and sin through guilt gets HURLED DOWN.
I can just picture God pinning that goofy dog to the ground by the neck and asking, “Now, what was that you were saying about my daughter? She is my daughter. Only I can condemn her. And I. Do. Not. “
Be blessed today! Keeping up with your dailies?