Scripture Reference: Daniel 3
A lesson that God is always God.
Cast:
TURQ
– an energetic little monster from the hills
MR.
MIKE – the teacher who sets him straight
Props:
None
(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.
TURQ: Nuh-uh.
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.
