Scripture Reference: Daniel 3
A lesson that God is always God.
TURQ – an energetic little monster from the hills
MR. MIKE – the teacher who sets him straight
(MR. MIKE is on stage when TURQ enters.)
TURQ: Hoo wee! Howdy-do, Mr. Mike.
MR. MIKE: Hi, Turq. What's up?
TURQ: O, not too much. I got me a new toothbrush, I decided I ain't gonna believe in God, and I'm a-thinkin' about gittin' a haircut.
MR. MIKE: What was that?
TURQ: I was studyin' as to whether to get a haircut. Well, actually, I'd probly get more than one o' my hairs cut, but…
MR. MIKE: No, no, no. The one before that. The one about God.
TURQ: O! I decided that I ain't gonna believe in God no more.
MR. MIKE: Is it because you prayed it would rain soda and it didn’t?
TURQ: No, I reckon that was a silly, childish prayer. I had a more grown-up prayer that didn't come true.
MR. MIKE: And what prayer was that?
TURQ: That it'd snow cotton candy.
MR. MIKE: How is that more mature than raining soda?
TURQ: Is you a few clowns short of a circus, Mr. Mike? Everyone knows cotton candy is one of the five major food groups and sody is for kiddies.
MR. MIKE: Everyone knows that?
TURQ: I reckon so. That's what my momma learned me.
MR. MIKE: Well, I'm not going to argue with anyone's momma.
TURQ: Darn tootin'. So I prayed fer it to snow cotton candy, there ain't no cotton candy snow, so I don't believe in God no more.
MR. MIKE: This reminds me of today's Bible story.
TURQ: There's a Bible story about cotton candy?
MR. MIKE: No. Today's story is about Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego.
TURQ: Shaq, Mack, and a belly button?
MR. MIKE: No, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego. They wouldn't worship a statue of the king, so the king ordered them to be thrown into a fiery furnace.
TURQ: Well, that'd be hotter'n a pair of sweat pants full of barbecue. But I bet the Lord saved them.
MR. MIKE: Since this is a spoiler free skit, you'll have to wait and see. But they did tell the king that even if God didn't save them, He's still God and they'll worship only Him.
MR. MIKE: Uh-huh.
TURQ: No way.
MR. MIKE: Way.
TURQ: Even if they didn’t get what they wanted, they wouldn't give up on God.
MR. MIKE: That's right.
TURQ: Even if they got burnt up like a marshmallow that gets all squishy on the stick and plops into the campfire?
MR. MIKE: Even then.
TURQ: Even if they are like that burnt up little French fry that gets put in your tator tots at Sonic?
MR. MIKE: I think so.
TURQ: Well, hoo-wee! Then I shouldn't give up on God, should I?
MR. MIKE: No, God will always be faithful.
TURQ: And I shouldn't give up on God makin' it snow cotton candy.
MR. MIKE: I didn't say that.
TURQ: Then I reckon the problem is that I just ain't been per-sis-tent enuff.
MR. MIKE: That's not really what I meant when…
TURQ: I think I'm gonna head down to the fishin' hole and do me some prayin' about cotton candy snow.
MR. MIKE: Before you go, I need to clarify…
TURQ: See y'all later. Bye!
MR. MIKE: (giving up) Bye, Turq.