Mark; Missionary in a foreign country.
Katie; Missionary in a foreign country.
Isabel; Hispanic child in a foreign country.
Rebekah; Doctor called to go
Scene 1, upstage left. All other cast are frozen, with lights dimmed on them.
Mark; Iím so tired of building coffins.
Katie; (sighing) I know Mark. I stayed up all night with Isabel.
Mark; Katie donít they have any other relatives? A friend of the family, maybe?
Katie; (shaking her head) Mm-mm. Their mother was all they had left. There is no one else.
Mark; Howís Isabel now?
Katie; Asleep. She didnít sleep much all night.
Mark; Yeah. I can imagine. Katie, what are we going to do?
Katie; (sighing) Maybe if we could build a hospital, we wouldnít have to build so many orphanages.
Mark; I know. But thereís no money. The need is everywhere.
ISABEL enters and goes to KATIE. She softly asks a question in Spanish.
Mark; What did she say?
Katie; She wants to know what will happen to her and her brothers.
KATIE replies in Spanish, then restates in English.
Katie; God still loves you Isabel, and He will take care of you. (As she says this, she touches Isabelís shoulder or the side of her face, then feels her forehead.)
Katie; (with fear) Mark, she has a fever.
Mark; (looking up) We need a doctor.
Freeze. Lights turn to REBEKAH, kneeling or slowly pacing downstage right.
Rebekah; (talking to God) Father, Iím so confused. You know the desires of my heart. You know I want to go. But my friends and family think Iím crazy! My dad says Iím throwing away a good career. Mom didnít say anything, but I know she was thinking about all the money they spent on school for me to become a doctor. Are You sure You want me to go so far away? (thinking) Okay, God, okay. Iím willing. Iíll go. Just make a way for me, get me there somehow. Iíll go.
Freeze. Lights turn to the family, down centerstage.
MOM is looking at the mail. DAD comes by and stops, looking over her shoulder. SON and DAUGHTER are sitting nearby, listening.
Dad; Anything interesting come today?
Mom; Depends. Whatís interesting?
Dad; (jokingly) Anything not wanting money interests me.
Mom; No such luck. We did get a letter from the church, though.
Dad; Oh? Some new class?
Mom; No, this is about the Lottie Moon Christmas offering. And before you say no, I think we should give them some money.
Dad; Now you know with what I make we canít afford to do stuff like that. Whatís a Lottie Moon, anyway?
Mom; Not what; who. Lottie Moon was a missionary. She spent decades reaching Chinese lost for Christ. She served people and lived where they lived. She met needs. The Lottie Moon offering goes to foreign missions. Itís named after her. Donít you think if we were careful this month we could send them a little money?
Dad; Iím sorry honey, I just donít think we can afford to give our money to every nice charity that comes along. (spotting something in the mail) Hey, I bet this is the rebate on the new computer!
MOM and DAD exit, leaving the rest of the mail. DAUGHTER and SON get up, and DAUGHTER picks up the envelope from the church and pulls some money out of her pocket.
Son; What are you doing?
Daughter; Well, I was thinkingÖ If people in other countries can live without enough food, and Lottie Moon could go to China to tell them about God, then I think I can do without going to the movies this month. You know?
Son; (nodding and pulling out his own money) Yeah, I think there are a few things I can do without, too.