Description
Maybe difficult times necessitate difficult measures!
Did Jesus and God have a deep conversation before Jesus was sent to earth.. . what was the conversation about? How did Satan react? What would cause God to intentionally cause such extreme pain and degradation to the Godhead?
From this thought came this comedy Christian skit with a kinda serious message. Normally I don’t write skits with God or Jesus on stage as too many unfortunate things happen, seldom good things, nor do use this kind of dialog within the Godhead, but it seemed right for this discussion.
Cast: 4 (3 male, 4th could be m or f)
- Narrator
- God
- Jesus
- Satan
Bible Reference: 2 Peter 2:4, 1John 4:9
Set: at the discretion of the director, I suggest plain stage with backdrops to highlight each portion
Lighting: spots necessary
Sound: wireless mics as available
Song: none
SFX: Opening very loud voices, loud music, crash and bang, general pandemonium, Chuckling voice of Satan, Sounds of confusion, anger as God and Jesus try to be heard SFX of violent storm, lightning, thunder, confusion
Puffy clouds projected on screen as Jesus and God speak, then blotted out by violent scenes again
Costumes: at directors discretion
Props: Bible, tale, chairs
Special Instructions: none
Time: 18
Script Sample
Narrator: Hey, lotta noise there for sure, more every day, seems like. . . . I mean, I’m not one of those people forever spewing problem with this and that but . . .
A lotta noise. know what I mean, and . . . . I gotta tell ya . . sometimes.
Narrator: I was here, thought I was all alone, was nice, quiet . .
Not to say you guys are noisy, not noisy at all matter of fact . . .
It’s just . . . I pretty often come here, usually, the place to myself, know what I mean? Kinda nice, quiet and all, get to reading my ol’ Bible, see kinda roughed up, . . . Really oughta . . get me a new Bible, . . . folks say . . . Guess I could but . . somehow, . . know what I mean?
(stops looks in the audience, embarrassed, holds up freehand, “stay”)
No, no, stay you guys, you’re fine . . Please stay . .
Matter fact . . I mean . . Kinda nice, maybe we could, like, if you want we could maybe . . read God’s word together here, I mean . .
(stops looks in the audience, embarrassed, holds up freehand, “stay”)
Hey, whoa there! . . Dontcha worry none, I am not one of them guys down on the corner, pesterin’ busy folks, pushin’ Bible tracts and stuff, and . .
Like that’s OK, I mean, that’s good, if you are comfortable and all but…
The way I figure . . seems I’m more, I dunno, more like . . real life.
I mean, I ain’t ashamed of the Word, as this good book says!
I mean, you just drop me a hint and you . . make signs like you want to talk the love and salvation of my Jesus then . . for sure I can tell you all I know, even touch on all I ain’t quite sure of, but . . .
(hand to ear, listening)
Them folks, they are startin’ up again all that blastin’ shoutin’ and all…
That’s ok with me, but I love to fall back on . . The Word…
(leafs through Bible)
This here old 1st John, Chapter 2, verse 9, to me just says all needs to be said…
(reads)
“This is how God showed His love among us: He sent His one and only Son into the world that we might live through him.”
(shakes head in amazement)
Now, ain’t that somethin’! For a fact, ‘tis!
But I was wonderin’, if Jesus and God, . . you know, as in Father and Son, . . if they had a deep conversation, my guess is likely they did, know what I say?
Like, before Jesus was whisked to earth from His heavenly throne . . what would the conversation have been?
Was old Satan there, and wonder, what did he have to say for himself?
What’d cause God to, on purpose, cause such pain, degradation to the Godhead?
Wonder if they figgered . . Difficult times need . . .difficult measures?
Narrator: Jesus and his Daddy, that bein’ God, maybe one day was havin’ long discussion, how come humans they just keep right on sinning,’ . . carryin’ on, seems like no fear of an eternity in hell.
No siree! Threats, promises, friendly conversations, nothing is working . .
Jesus: What’s happening down there Pop? . . . All the noise, my ears are ringing!
Satan chuckle: It’s my people, havin’ fun, livin’ the good life as I offered them as part of a package deal! . . . A deal just too good to do a pass on!
Jesus: But . . I thought . . . .
Satan: No need to think . . . they are . . mine, no need to think, I shall do all of their thinkin’ for them. . . See, Kid, (cackle)I bought their souls!
Jesus, to God: But . . . Pop, didn’t you say that . . . they are all your guys?
Satan: Was . . .Was!!! . . . The operative word is was!!! . . They were your guys. Once they was! . . The thing is in a lifetime deal for eternity I bought they’s souls! Now them’s are mine! . . No rainchecks, no returns!
Satan: And, sweet little, gorgeous baby Jesus, have I got a deal for you! . . (cackles)
Jesus: Wowsers!!! I always wanted a big car, But maybe in red…
Jesus: Hooollyyyy! . . Any chance I could be a rancher? I saw this thing the other day…
Jesus: About all a guy could dream for, huh Pop? . . What say we . . .
God, loud: Lucifer!!!!!
Satan loud turning soft and conniving:
I . . I . . . I . . I . . I, (voice turn to Frazier-like) . . I . . shall . . . return!
Jesus: Aaaaaaw, Pop, couldn’t I maybe just keep the red car???
God, loud: Son!!!!
