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Judgment Day Appointment
by Julie Michaelson
09/16/09
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For we shall
all stand
before the
Judgment Seat
of Christ.
[Romans 14:10]
*************************
(It's a fine day,
up in Heaven. The sky is
a brilliant robin's egg blue,
and there are a bunch a'
robbins bobbing about, too.
One robbin has a little nest,
full of little robbins' eggs:
they are blue, too.)
__________________
(KNOCK! KNOCK!)

"What? I'm SLEEPING!
GO AWAY!"

"MESSENGER ANGEL!
MESSENGER ANGEL!"
(KNOCK!)
(KNOCK!)

"HUH?
WHAT?
GO AWAY!
I'M not HERE!"

"MESSENGER ANGEL!
IMPORTANT!"

(Mumbling and mild
cursing can be heard,
from inside small cottage.)
(Small wooden door
opens, just a slit.)
(Part of a plump, squinty face appears.)
(Big, thick glasses are askew.)
(At the bottom of the small
wooden door, also appears a
small, dark cat nose.)
"WHAT?"

(Loud, formal angelic yell.)
"MESSENGER angel!"

(Put plump fingers,
irritably to right ear.)
(Squinty grimmace.)
"Well, I'm right HERE!
Ya don't have to YELL!"
(Push glasses up on nose.)

(Angelic pause.)
"What are ya wearin'
y'ur GLASSES, for?
You don't NEED 'em,
up Here.... ANYMORE!"

(Irritated squint.)
"HEY!
This is AMERICA!
I can do, what I WANT!"

(Angelic squint.)
(Clueless angelic mouth-open-
look.)
"This isn't AMERICA?"

(Really irritable face
in the now wider door slit,
scrowls, sleepily.)
(Several motley colors
of various cat noses,
are now appearing at
the bottom of the door.)
"Yeah;
WHATEVER!
What's goin' ON?
It's really EARLY,
ain't it? Shouldn't
you be, like.....
singin' in the morning CHOIR,
or somethin'?"
(Look down, irritably,
at package in angel's hand.)
"What's this:
an orientation PACKET?"

(Slight angelic smirk.)
(Nod.)
"Oh, that's right;
you're the stand-up comedian."
(Patient angelic frown.)

(Scrowl!)
"I'm not a COMEDIAN!
You must have the wrong
house; I think his place
is down the road,
just around the corner
from the Walmart......"

"Ha, ha!
Very FUNNY!
Here: here,
this is for you:
Special Delivery."
(Bends down to let several
cat noses sniff his angelic
hand.)

"Don't let 'em OUT!"

"Don't worry;
this is Heaven.
They ain't goin' anywhere."

(Sigh.)
(Lean against small wooden door
jam. A large black dog nose
is now making its way through
the ever-widening slit. Loud
whimpers can be heard.)
(Tearing sound of a Gold-Crested-
manilla-envelope opening.)
"What's THIS, anyway?
It looks all OFFICIAL!
What IS this: the
Heaven Home Owners Association
RULES?"
(Loud snort.)
"I had to put up with this
STUFF, back down,
on EARTH!"

(Angelic sigh.)
(Squat down, to pet the
large black dog snout,
now opening the small door,
even wider.)
(A couple of cat noses
sniff at bottom of angelic-
pale-gauzy-long-robe,
and angelic-bare-toes.)

(Mumble.)
(Scratch scruffy, tousled head.)
(Pull ole' pink bathrobe, on,
a bit tighter, around plump waist.)
"Are there any.....
PET RULES?"

(Angelic laugh!)

"Like....."
(Suspicious squint.)
"How many......y'ur
allowed to HAVE?"

(More angelic laughter.)

"Cuz.......HALF 'a these
cats aren't even MINE.
Only a couple: the others
just come over to visit...."

(Angelic burst of laughter!)

(Digging through a small
pile of important-looking-Gold-Crested-papers.)
"It's too early in the morning,
to laugh."
(Scrowl!)
"What IS all this stuff,
anyway?"

(Firm angelic voice.)
"STUFF.
And....it ain't MORNING.
We don't HAVE morning,
HERE."

(Scrowl.)
(Squint up at Big Blue Sky.)
"'Sure LOOKS like morning."
(Yawn.)
(Wider yawn.)
"Okay; well, thanks.
I'll just stick this in
my Heaven file. I gotta
a blue folder, just for
stuff like this.
It's gotta picture of
a White Cloud, on it."
(Chuckle!)
"OKAY!
THANKS for COMIN'.........!"
(Try to close door,
with several cat noses,
and one very large dog nose,
in the way.)
(More whimpering.)

(Angel is now holding one
of the smaller, black
and white cats.)
"WAIT a MINUTE!
You can't just FILE that!
It's... IMPORTANT!"

"WHAT?
I'll look at it.....
LATER.
I gotta go feed the cats."
(Try to close wooden door,
again: this time, reaching
over to grab the furry mound
from the angel's arms.)
(Loud mewing insues.)
(Larger black snout is
now completely out of the
doorway, it's backend fluffy
tail wagging gently.)

"WAIT!
WAIT!
You gotta SIGN,
for it!"

"SIGN for it?
What are you: the UPS angel?"

(Angelic smirk.)
"Very FUNNY."
(Produces a white quill pen.)
"Here: I gotta get y'ur
SIGNATURE."

"WOW!
Look at this PEN!
NEAT!
Can I HAVE ONE?"

(Angelic purse of the lips.)
"No;
they're Special."

(Whiny voice.)
"Aw, come ON!
Where can I get ONE?
At WALMART?"

"They don't HAVE
Walmart, up Here!
I can't ya, how many
people have ASKED me
that!"
(Hold out neat-white-quill-pen, again.)
"Here: SIGN it."

"Where do I SIGN?
There's all these PAPERS,
I gotta read, FIRST!"

(Angelic nod.)
"You can read 'em, later.
Here: sign."

(Plump hand waves away
really-neat-white-quill-pen.)
"HEY!
I don't sign NOTHIN',
till I READ IT!
This is AMERICA!"

"I keep TELLIN' ya;
this ain't AMERICA!
Now: SIGN."

(Stick tongue out.)
(Blow a loud raspberry.)
"Go AHEAD!
MAKE ME!"
(Papery sounds, as
papers get jammed back
inside Important-Looking-
Gold-Crested-Manilla-Envelope.)
(Some of Gold-Crested-papers fall
to the cobblestone stoop.)
"COME on, GUYS!
Let's get back, INSIDE!"
(Scuffing sounds of all
sorts of paws, big and small.)
(Loud mewing noises, and
whimpers can be heard.)

(Patient angelic frown.)
(Angelic bare feet are
covered with the newly fallen
papers.)
"I gotta STAY here,
till ya SIGN it."

"WELL, YA CAN JUST
SIT OUT THERE,
ALL DAY,
FOR ALL I CARE!"
(Squint down at angel's feet.)
"And.....WHY don't you
guys ever wear SHOES?"
(Laugh!)
"I'M goin' back to BED!"
(More scruffling sounds.)
"COME on, GUYS!
Let's all get back, INSIDE!"
(More loud mewing,
and whimpering sounds.)
(Door shuts.)
(Mumbling, cussing,
and whimpering
can be heard, from
inside the small cottage door.)

(Angelic sigh.)
(Look up at robbins-egg-
blue-sky.)
"What should I DO,
Lord?"

[SOFT RUMBLING SOUND.]

"Okay; can I WALK around
the BLOCK....
and, come BACK?"

[MORE SOFT RUMBLING.]

(Angelic sigh.)
"Okay......I'll just sit on
the stoop, then. Ya know
I got these flat feet,
and all."

[SOFT CHUCKLING SOUND.]

"So....how long do I WAIT?
I gotta get these PAPERS
signed, and BACK to the
THRONE ROOM,
by NOON!"

[SOFT RUMBLE.]

(Sigh.)
"Okay..........
I thought these guys
KNEW they had a Judgment
Appointment....to make,
before they GOT HERE?"

[RUMBLE.]

(Angelic eyes widen.)
"Oh....
WELL......."
(Angelic frown.)
(Settle down on cobblestone
stoop.)
(Sigh.)
"I guess, she's just in
DENIAL, right now....
huh."

[SOFT CHUCKLE.]
************************
So then
each of us
shall give
account of himself
to God.
[Romans 14:12]







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