Description

Three wise men, kings from the Orient, are searching.

The subject of their search is a new king, sometimes referred to as Messiah.
All this, well above my intellect, I am only a stable boy, a slave in all fact.
But the many conversations heard around desert night campfires have burned the subject into my brain, so much so that my untrained mind can scarce think of anything else!
But suddenly I see up in the western sky, a star, the like of which never before seen!
Forcing all sense of decorum, and my lowly position, out of my mind, my screaming voice dared awake my three masters:
“Look up in the sky!
“Without doubt, there before our eyes is proof; the long predicted Messiah is come!”

Cast: 1 (monolog male)
Bible Reference:. Matthew 2:1-8
Set: Bare
Sound: wireless mic
Song: none
Lighting: as available
SFX: none
Props: scrolls
Costumes: likely traditional
Special Instructions:
Time: 6

Sample of script:

actor comes on stage, looks around in the skies, smiles, shakes head as in memory

Beautiful night, isn’t it?
Quiet.
Peaceful.
Still.
Reminds me of a time . . . a lifetime ago it seems.
Back when I was only a child.
chuckles
When I was a child?
Truly that was a lifetime ago, for now I am old.
How the time flies!
Surely it seems as though it were . . . yesterday.
points up in the sky
See that star?
There was a star, about in that position, on that night, long ago.
Only brighter . . . much, much brighter.
Like the moon at it’s fullest, but again much brighter.
Eerie, is what it was.
But peaceful.
looks out at audience, ashamed
Where are my manners?
Forgive me, my name is Darius . . . Darius the camel boy as I was known back then.
pauses, as though listening, frowns
I looked after the camels.
I was indentured to King Gaspar, a wise old man, a truly fine gentleman in every sense of the word.
It was my duty to see to the fine camels in King Gaspar’s stable. A duty I took most seriously for sure.
Though I was but a lowly stable servant, . . . . in reality not much more than a slave, . . still not all could claim to work for the king himself.
King Gaspar seemed to take a liking to me, talking with me when looking over his famous herd of racing camels. He told me of the bloodlines, of some of the famous camels which had been raised and trained right there in my stable.
And, sometimes, the King spoke of the subject which most excited him, the coming of a king, across the western desert, the home of the Jewish people.
Sometimes the king would invite me to read from ancient scrolls which he had accumulated in his library. Although my reading skills were scant, the obvious excitement of the king spurred me on to try to pick out the gist of the story.
King Gaspar told of how this king . . this so-called Messiah, would come to rule over the Jewish people.