Off stage voices (1 male, 1 female)
Sound effects: clinking glasses, car engine stalling, things falling off,
phone ringing (cringing worthy ringtone!)
Props: two desks either side of “stage” with in boxes and out boxes.
Narrator: Jesus told this story:
Once there were two sons,
Peter perfect (looks up from desk and waves, then gets back to work)
And Paul the…eerrr…..not so perfect (slouches with feet on desk listening to ipod) (LOUDER) I SAID PAUL!! (looks up briefly and waves)
Peter worked very hard (Peter mops brow and gets back to writing) and never did anything…..exciting…in fact he was boring (Peter looks upset)
Paul had lots of things to do that were much more interesting than work (points at very full in-tray and yawns)
Off-stage voice (female): What time do you call this? Where do you think you’re going? Why can’t you be like him?
Narrator:One day Paul had had enough
Paul: I’ve had enough!
Narrator: and he decided
Paul: I know I’m gonna leave home!
Narrator: So he went to see his dad,
Paul: (forced cheerful voice) Hey dad…..eerrr…how are you?
Father: (resigned voice) What do you want?
Paul: eeerrrr……nothing…well….eeeerrrr….everything…well eerr….you know your will….well can I have mine now instead of waiting for you to…uummm…kick the buc-I mean pass on?
Narrator: So his father handed over his share of the money (hands over cheque book) and Paul climbed on his moped and rode off to the local garage to buy a BMW (Paul mimes climbing on moped and driving off through door)
(Father buries his head in his hands) Then he drove off to Jerusalem and booked the executive suit in the Hilton.
(older son comforts his father and they exit through the other door)
Paul was having a great time, he had lots of friends,
Off stage voice (male): Hi Paul me old mate….uumm…your round….cheers!(sound of clinking glasses)
Off stage voice (female): Oh Paul I dooooo loooove that ring….oh thankyou!
Narrator: Paul’s money got less and less (Paul enters shaking empty wallet…a penny falls out) and his friends got less and less.
Off stage voice(male): See ya mate
Narrator: Soon he found himself evicted from his hotel room and sleeping in the back of his second hand micra.
(Paul mimes shivering and begging for food)
Paul: this is no fun,
I know, I’ll go back home and see if my father wants an office boy
Narrator: So he set off for home….but the car wouldn’t go (sound of engine stalling and things falling off) so he hitch hiked (Paul mimes thumbing for lift) (
exits through door.)
(Father enters look through binoculars)
(give time for Paul to get round to main door of church)
When he was almost home,(Paul enter though main door of church)
Paul: only two miles to go
Narrator: He began practising what to say
Paul: uummmmm…..eeeerrrr……hi dad…it’s me, thought I’d come to visit…..(shakes head)….hey old man how you doing (shakes head)..uummm….eeerrr, dad….I’m sorry, I messed up….could you use an office boy?
Narrator: His father had been constantly watching for his son to come home.
Father: (looking through binoculars) Is it?? It looks like him….(louder) it really IS him!! (runs to meet him, down centre aisle)
Paul: (shrugging helplessly)sorry dad
Father: (panting) Oh my son…my son (hugs him) I though you were dead….come on in we must celebrate. (walk down aisle together to the front and sit at the left hand desk…father on chair son on table drinking coffee and talking)
(Peter sits at other desk writing)
Narrator: Meanwhile Peter perfect was working hard in the accounting office when the phone rang (sound effect of mobile phone ringing)
Peter: hello….he is??? When??? He’s what???
Narrator: Peter threw the phone down (Peter mimes action!) and stormed off to his father’s office (peter walks over to the other desk where Paul and dad are drinking coffee)
Peter: what do you think you’re doing? He’s wasted all your money and YOU’RE having a party? Have you gone senile? (sulkily) you never gave me a party.
Narrator: His father put down his coffee and walked round the desk to put his arm round him
Father: My son, all I have is yours, you can have a party any time….you only need to ask….but your brother….I thought he was dead….but he’s alive….it’s right we celebrate…I thought I’d lost him…but he came home.
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