A lesson in trusting God.Cast:
D.B. – a good albeit not very bright bunny
MR. MIKE – the teacher who sets him straight
Props:
none
(MR. MIKE is on stage.)
D.B.: (looking back over his shoulder, out of breath, agitated) Phew! I think I got away!
MR. MIKE: D.B., what's the matter? Where have you been?
D.B.: I went to The Charlie McCarthy Home for Retired Puppets this morning…
MR. MIKE: The Charlie McCarthy Home for Retired Puppets?
D.B.: You know. Where puppets go when they get old. I went there to spread some Valentine cheer. You know what they say: You are no bunny until some bunny loves you.
MR. MIKE: And I guess you are that bunny. You are kinda like the Valentine Bunny.
D.B.: Mr. Mike! There is no Valentine Bunny.
MR. MIKE: I know. I was just…
D.B.: It is the Easter Bunny.
MR. MIKE: I realize that, but…
D.B.: There is no cute furry animal for Valentine's Day.
MR. MIKE: It was just a little joke. (holds up thumb and forefinger apart about an inch to indicate a small amount)
D.B.: Jokes that small should not be our on their own.
MR. MIKE: I guess not. So why are you so upset?
D.B.: (becoming agitated again) It was a terrifying experience. The place was full of giants.
MR. MIKE: Giants?!? (glaring)
D.B.: They were huge and… They were so big that… I felt like I was a teeny weeny little… No, there were no giants.
MR. MIKE: I didn't think so.
D.B.: But it was still scary.
MR. MIKE: How was it so scary?
D.B.: They were all… worn. They had bare patches in their fur. Their stuffing was not all where it is suppose to be. And…
MR. MIKE: And?
D.B.: (quietly) And they smelled kind of funny.
MR. MIKE: D.B.!!
D.B.: Well, they did. They smelled like mothballs.
MR. MIKE: That's no reason to be scared. They've had a long life and have earned of those worn patches.
D.B.: I suppose.
MR. MIKE: And they probably feel a little lonely in the, the…
D.B.: The Charlie McCarthy Home for Retired Puppets.
MR. MIKE: Exactly. If God has called you to serve there, you have to trust him that you will be okay.
D.B.: But what will I say to them? Can I ask them what it was like to around when there were dinosaurs?
MR. MIKE: They aren't that old!
D.B.: Oh.
MR. MIKE: Just talk to them. Say hi. Ask them how they are doing.
D.B.: And tell them that Jesus loves them?
MR. MIKE: Exactly. And they might just like to have someone listen to them. Can you do that, D.B.?
D.B.: Of course I can. I have big bunny ears which are great for listening.
MR. MIKE: So are you ready to give it another try?
D.B.: I sure am. I am going there now.
MR. MIKE: Just trust God to take care of things.
D.B.: I will. Bye, Mr. Mike.
MR. MIKE: Bye, D.B.
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