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The Three Bowls
by Julie Michaelson
11/17/10
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The Father
is in
Me
and
I am
in
the Father.
[John 10:38]
************************
Place: The Throne Room.
Time: This Morning.
Characters: The Two Persons
of the Trinity*
Sitting on the Thrones;
an array of Majestic
Throne-Room Angels,
and several motely-looking dogs,
cats, and birds;
one rather smelly turtle
from Hawaii,
two tiny Jamaican frogs,
three cows from the
French countryside,
four big sheep from
near Kildrumy, Scotland,
and even one big hairy
spider** from Pittsburgh.
____________________________
[GRUFF VOICE.]
[TOSS, RATHER
GRUFFLY, A SMALL
SOILED-LOOKING
PIECE OF PAPER INTO
THE FAR LEFT
GOLDEN BOWL,
SITTING ON THE
SMALL GOLD TABLE
IN FRONT OF THE
TWO THRONES.]
"NO!"

[GENTLE VOICE.]
[QUIETLY LEAN OVER
TO PICK UP THE LITTLE
SLIP OF PAPER, FROM
THE FAR LEFT "NO"
BOWL.]
"But......FATHER,
WHY?

[GRUFF VOICE.]
"BECAUSE!
Now....just,
PUT THAT BACK
INTO THE "NO" BOWL!"
[POINT, GRUFFLY
AND FIRMLY.]
[GRUFF MUMBLE.]

[GENTLE SIGH.]
[STILL HOLDING ONTO
THE LITTLE SLIP OF
PAPER.]
[GENTLE VOICE.]
"Now, FATHER......
You KNOW, that she
has been TRYING....."

[GRUFF VOICE.]
"HOGWASH!"
[SHAKING HEAD
RATHER GRUFFLY,
TURNS TO OPEN UP
THE NEXT SLIP OF
PRAYER-PAPER, THAT
ONE OF THE THRONE-
ROOM ANGELS IS
HOLDING OUT FROM
A BIG WICKER BASKET.
THE SPECIAL PRAYER-BASKET
ANGEL IS KNEELING
IN FRONT OF BOTH
THE THRONES ON A
BLUE VELVET CUSHION.
ON A SMALLER BLUE VELVET
CUSHION, LIES A SCRUFFY
HEINZ-57 POOCH WHO WAS
JUST RESCUED BY THE
ANGEL FROM A
LOS ANGELES POUND
ON EARTH.
THE POOCH'S
NAME IS 'BLUE'.]
[GRUFF VOICE.]
"Now: Let Us get on to
the other PRAYERS!"

[GENTLE, PATIENT
SIGH.]
"FATHER.......she longs
to HEAR from You!"

[GRUFF MUMBLE.]
[REACH OVER TO TOSS
A 'PUPPERONI'
OVER TO 'BLUE',
WHO IS RESTING ON
HIS LITTLE VELVET CUSHION.]
"She HEARS from Me,
all the TIME! She has
to LEARN...that I AM
not her...
GENIE-IN-A-BOTTLE!"

[GENTLE CHUCKLE.]
"Father.....when were
You ever in a BOTTLE?"
[SMILE!]

[SHAKING HEAD
GRUFFLY, WHILE
READING ANOTHER
PRAYER-SLIP-OF-PAPER,
FROM ONE OF HIS
NER'E-DO-WELL CHILDREN.]
"You know... I notice
that You have taken on
a more humorous TONE
with Me, since she has
been SPEAKING to You!"

[GENTLE LAUGH!]
[PAUSE, TO READ
ANOTHER PRAYER-SLIP
-OF-PAPER, FROM THE
THRONE ANGEL'S
BASKET. A NOISY
CHOMPING SOUND IS
COMING FROM THE
SMALLER BLUE VELVET
CUSHION BESIDE THE
ANGEL.]
"She thinks that You
don't LIKE her,
Father..."

[GRUFF SNORT.]
[MUMBLE, RATHER
LOUDLY, WHILE NODDING
TO THE THRONE ANGEL WHO
TAKES THE PRAYER-
SLIP-OF-PAPER AND
LAYS IT ON THE 'MAYBE' PILE.
THIS PARTICULAR PILE IS
QUITE HIGH, AND
LEANS OVER A LITTLE BIT,
IN ITS GOLDEN BOWL.]
"I CARRIED HER
ANCESTORS THROUGH
40 YEARS IN THE DESERT!
AND, THEN OVER THE
OCEAN TO THE LAND OF
THE FREE! I GAVE HER A
HOME IN THE LAND
OF THE ALAMO, FOR
GOODNESS SAKES! I
TAKE CARE OF HER,
AND HAVE SAVED HER!
AND...SHE THINKS IN
THAT NONSENSE-HEAD
OF HERS, THAT I
DON'T LIKE HER?"

[GENTLE MURMUR.]
"Well........"
[GENTLY PICK UP
ANOTHER PRAYER-SLIP,
WHILE TUCKING THE
OTHER ONE INTO
HIS POCKET. NOD,
GENTLY, TO THE
THRONE-ROOM ANGEL
WHO HAS ASKED IF
HE CAN TAKE 'BLUE'
OUTSIDE FOR A LITTLE WALK.]
"She keeps looking up,
to you....
for an answer to one
of her prayers."

[GLANCE UP, GRUFFLY.]
"DIDN'T 'BLUE' JUST
HAVE A WALK?"

[GENTLE NOD.]
"Yes, Father."
[GO ON READING FROM
THE PRAYER-SLIP IN HIS
HAND.]

[GRUFF MUMBLE.]
"HOW MANY WALKS
DOES HE NEED IN
AN HOUR?"

[GENTLE MURMUR.]
"This is Heaven, Father;
We don't have 'hours'
up Here."

[GLANCE OVER TO
THE THRONE ON
HIS RIGHT, GRUFFLY.]
"There's that HUMOR,
again! You didn't HAVE
that.....before....!"

[GENTLE CHUCKLE!]

[GRUFF VOICE.]
"And, I SAW ....You
slip that PAPER...into
Your POCKET! The Answer
is still NO!
You can put that
slip-of-paper BACK into
the 'NO' pile!"

[GENTLE VOICE.]
"I thought I would
give You time to at
least CONSIDER it,
Father......"

[GRUFF RETORT.]
[SHAKING HEAD,
IN CONSTERNATION,
WHILE READING ANOTHER
PRAYER-SLIP FROM
THE BIG BASKET OF
PRAYER-SLIPS. THE
ANGEL HASN'T COME
BACK, YET. SOME LOUD
BARKING IS ISSUING
FROM OUTSIDE THE
THRONE ROOM; APPARENTLY
ANOTHER ANGEL HAS
JUST SHOWED UP,
CARRYING A NEW ARRIVAL
FROM A POUND, DOWN ON EARTH.]
"Absolutely NOT!
I REFUSE to RELENT,
JUST TO MAKE A POINT!"

[GENTLE MUMUR.]
"What point is that,
Father."

[LOOK UP GRUFFLY.]
"The point IS........"
[SHOUT GRUFFLY.]
"What is all that
RACKET?"

[THE THRONE-ROOM
ANGEL POKES HIS
CURLY HEAD IN THE
THRONE-ROOM DOOR.]
"LORD?"

[GRUFF SIGH.]
"WHAT IS IT?"

[THE ANGEL, A RATHER
LARGE-BONED FELLOW,
NAMED RALPH, STEPS INSIDE
QUIETLY AND KNEELS
DOWN BEFORE THE
TWO THRONES.]
"Eh.......LORD?"

[GRUFFLY IMPATIENT
VOICE.]
"YES? WHAT IS IT?
WHAT IS ALL THAT
RACKET GOING ON....
OUTSIDE?"

[RALPH NODS QUIETLY
TO THE OTHER THRONE,
AND THEN PROCEEDS TO SPEAK.]
"Eh......this newest arrival
is kind'a LARGE.
Raphealla....
can't decide where to
PUT him!"

[GENTLE VOICE.]
"Well, just put him
in Here, Ralph....
....while Raphealla
decides where he should
GO...."

[GRUFF SIGH.]
"Oy vey! Just BRING
him IN! WE still have
much to DO, HERE!"

[RALPH NODS,
ENTHUSIASTICALLY.
HIS HALO, A RATHER
AWKWARD-LOOKING
THING ON HIS LARGE
HEAD, BOBS UP AND
DOWN.]
"Yes! YES, MY LORD!
He is QUITE well-
BEHAVED! HONEST!"

[GRUFF SIGH.]

[RALPH TURNS AND
SHOUTS, REALLY
LOUDLY.]
"HEY, RAPHEALLA!
IT'S OKAY! THE LORD
SAYS IT'S OKAY!
COME ON IN!
COME INSIDE, AND BRING
'BRUTE' IN, WITH YOU!"

[GENTLE REBUKE.]
"Ralph, you do not need
to SHOUT....."

[RALPH, STILL TRYING
TO KNEEL AND TURN
AROUND AT THE SAME TIME,
SQUIRMS ABOUT ON THE BIG
BLUE CUSHION:
TIPPING OVER THE BIG
BASKET OF PRAYER-SLIPS.]
"SORRY, LORD!
SORRY!"
[SQUIRM ABOUT,
TRYING TO GRAB ALL
THE LITTLE PRAYER-SLIPS THAT
HAVE FALLEN OUT
OF THE BIG BASKET.]
"SORRY! I'm just so
RELIEVED....that 'BRUTE' IS FINALLY
HERE! IT WAS REALLY
TOUCH AND GO,
FOR AWHILE!"

[GRUFF VOICE.]
"Touch and GO? Whatever.....
does THAT MEAN?"

[GENTLE MURMUR.]
"That is an AMERICAN-
ENGLISH expression, Father.....
it MEANS......"

[GRUFF RETORT.]
"I KNOW what it
MEANS! I NEVER
heard You SAY THAT,
BEFORE.....!"

[SUDDENLY, THE
THRONE-ROOM-DOOR
OPENS. RAPHEALLA
COMES IN, HOLDING
A HUGE, BIG, SCRUFFY
POOCH IN HER BIG
ANGELIC-ARMS.]
"Here he IS,
LORD! Here he IS....
EVERYBODY! 'BRUTE':
NOW SAY HELLO TO
THE FATHER.....!"

[A BIG, HUSKY BARK
ECHOES THROUGH
THE THRONE-ROOM.]

[GENTLE VOICE.]
"Come HERE,
My 'Brute'!
Come here,
My boy!"

[BARK! BARK!]

['BRUTE', OVERCOME WITH
GREAT JOY AT BEING
IN HEAVEN, AND OUT
OF THE COLD, DAMP CAGE
AT AN OLD POUND
IN DOWNTOWN PITTSBURGH,
SUDDENLY JUMPS
OUT OF RAPHEALLA'S
BIG ARMS, AND POUNDS,
CLUMSILY, TOWARD
BOTH OF THE THRONES.]

[ALL THREE OF THE
BOWLS SLIP TO THE
GOLD-TILES,
AS 'BRUTE' GALLUMPS
AND KNOCKS OVER
THE SMALL TABLE
HOLDING ALL THE
PRAYER-SLIPS.]

[PATIENTLY GRUFF
SIGH.]

[PATIENTLY GENTLE
SIGH.]

[GENTLE VOICE.]
"Good BOY.
There....there;
GOOD boy!"

"SORRY!"
[BOTH RALPH AND
RAPHEALLA ARE ON
NOW ON THEIR KNEES,
HASTILY TRYING TO
GATHER UP ALL THE
LITTLE SLIPS OF PAPER.
BOTH 'BLUE'
AND 'BRUTE'
ARE PADDING AROUND,
ON THE GOLDEN TILES:
SNIFFING AT
THE LITTLE BITS OF
PAPER, AND WHINING.]

[GRUFF SIGH.]

[GENTLE SIGH.]

[GENTLE VOICE.]
"Well, Father."
[SIGH.]
[CHUCKLING.]
"I guess.....We are
going to have to
START all OVER....
AGAIN."

[GRUFF PAUSE.]
"I KNOW..
You still have that
ONE particular PRAYER-
SLIP,
in Your pocket....!"

[SMILE.]
"I can't HIDE
anything from You...
CAN I?"
[CHUCKLE.]
************************
I
and
the Father
are
One.
[John 10:30]

__________________
*The Third Person is
down on Earth: sighing
and shaking His head.
**Named "Nogales".


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