Monday, November 16, 2009

Peach Perseverance – Part 2

Scripture Reference: Genesis 32:22-32
In the womb he grasped his brother's heel; as a man he struggled with God. – Hosea 12:3
A lesson in struggle and blessing.

OZZIE – a mischievous little monster
MR. MIKE – the teacher who sets him straight


(OZZIE enters while MR. MIKE is on stage.)

OZZIE: (enters excited) Oh, Mr. Mike! Mr. Mike! Mr. Mike! I am so excited to tell you the good news!

MR. MIKE: The good news about what?

OZZIE: Alfonso Pasquale.

MR. MIKE: Oh, the bully we talked about last week. Is he still picking on you?

OZZIE: That's what I wanna tell you about. I've praying everyday, and he kept picking on me. I kept talking to God and talking to God. I used the peach preserves, just like you told me, Mr. Mike.

MR. MIKE: Not peach preserves – perseverance. That's when we keep trying even when things get tough.

OZZIE: That's what I said – peach preserves.

MR. MIKE: So what happened?

OZZIE: Well, I kept on praying. Then a couple of days ago someone told a lie about Alfonso Pasquale. The teacher believed the lie and was going to send him away to a special school for a very long time. At first, I thought that sounded great, because he wouldn't be able to pick on me.

MR. MIKE: So is he gone?

OZZIE: That's the weird part. I've been talking to God so much lately, it was like I could hear His voice telling me that I had to tell the truth even if it meant Alfonso Pasquale would still be around to pick on me. So I told the teacher the truth. And guess what, Mr. Mike, guess what.

MR. MIKE: Now you two are friends.

OZZIE: Oh, no, no, no, no,. no. He's still a big bully.

MR. MIKE: Then what's the good news?

OZZIE: My teacher was so impressed with my honesty that she put me on the Safety Patrol. I get to wear a really sweet sash and a whistle. Alfonso Pasquale won't be messing with me any more, and if he messes with anyone else, I'll blow my whistle.

MR. MIKE: That's great, Ozzie. You held on tight to God's promise, and He blessed you in the end. You just never know how He's going to do it.

OZZIE: That's right. It's not my whistle that protects me, it's my God. And that's why I'm still going to pray for Alfonso Pasquale.

MR. MIKE: Good for you, Ozzie.

OZZIE: And a toasted English muffin for those peach preserves. (disappears)

MR. MIKE: Ozzie!

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