Testimonies

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In the beginning
was the Word,
and the Word
was with God.
And the Word
was God.
[John 1:1]
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(Kvetchy glance to the
ceiling light.)
(Squint.)
"LORD?
Where'd Ya
GO?"

[GENTLE, QUIET VOICE.]
"I AM
Right Here,
My beloved."

(Disappointed frown.)
(Shout to the ceiling.)
"Where's....the LORD?"

[TENDER VOICE.]
"Right Here,
My precious."

"YOU'RE NOT THE LORD!
YOU'RE JESUS!"
(Woeful face.)
Where's....the LORD?"

[PATIENT SILENCE.]

"WHERE'S THE LORD?
I need 'ta TALK TO HIM!"

[GENTLE VOICE.]
"What it it,
My beloved?"

"It's 'bout,
my JOB!
It's too ROUGH,
A TOPIC,
for You,
JESUS!"
(Innocent shrug.)
"That's...OKAY!
I'll just WAIT HERE,
for HIM!"
(Wave, good-naturedly
to the ceiling.)
"It's OKAY!
You gotta a lotta
CATHOLICS,
Ya gotta
TALK TO!"
(Wave on, at the ceiling.)
"Go ON!
It's OKAY!"

[PATIENT SMILE!]
[CHUCKLING.]
"Tell Me,
My beloved.
I AM
listening."

"What happened to
the LORD?
Did He...
HAVE TO GO TO PLUTO?"

[LAUGHING!]
"No,
My beloved!"

"Well,
where IS He?
Doesn't....He,
LIKE ME,
anyMORE?"

[TENDER VOICE.]
"He loves you,
child."

(Clueless squint.)
"Well....where IS HE:
did He have to go,
to
that NOBEL PEACE PRIZE
THING?"

[SMILING!]
"No,
My beloved.
He is
Right Here."

(More clueless squinting.)
"WHY did they GIVE
that PRIZE,
to the PRESIDENT,
JESUS?
Cuz,
they felt BAD,
that he didn't get CHICAGO?"

[PATIENTLY LISTENING.]

(Shout straight upwards.)
"YOU DON'T KNOW
WHAT I'M,
TALKIN'
ABOUT,
DO YOU?"
(Woeful frown!)

[CHUCKLING.]

"That's OKAY,
Jesus!
I'll just SIT HERE...
and,
wait!
Till...
the LORD
SHOWS UP!"
(Wave again,
at the ceiling.)

[SMILING GENTLY.]
"Child...."

"That's OKAY,
JESUS!
You got all those
GOYEM*,
Ya gotta
TALK TO!
I UNDERSTAND!
WE CAN TALK,
LATER!"

[PATIENTLY NODDING.]
[TEARS IN HIS EYES.]
[TENDER WHISPER.]
"Yes,
My child.
Yes."
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Jesus
said to her,
I who
talk to you
am He.
[John 4:26]

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*Yiddish:
Gentiles: anyone,
who isn't Jewish.

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