Bible Studies

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Then He
turned to the
woman
and said to Simon,
'Do you see
this woman?
I entered your
house;
you gave Me
no water for
My feet,
but she
washed My feet
with her tears
and
wiped them
with the hair
of her head.'
[Luke 7:44]
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(Squirm.)
"This was a very BIZARRE
story, Lord."

[NODDING.]
"Read It
to Me,
child."

(Squinting and grimmacing.)
(Nod.)
(Turn some pages.)
"Yeah; sure.

And,
behold,
a woman
in the city
who was
a sinner,
when she knew
that Jesus
sat at the table
in the Pharisee's
house,
brought a..flask
of ...oil, and ..
weeping..began
to wash His feet
with her tears,
..wiped them,
with the hair of
her head,
and ..kissed
His feet and
annointed them
with..the ..oil.
[Luke 7:37-38]

WEIRD."

"Don't judge,
child."

(Shrug.)
"Yeah;
they said
in class:
that was the
custom of
that DAY."
(Roll eyes,
grimmacing.)

[SMILE!]

"Weird."
(Shout to the ceiling.)
WHY DIDN'T
THESE PEOPLE
JUST WASH
THEIR OWN FEET?"

[PATIENT SIGH.]

"And.....
who wants
somebody,
pouring
VEGETABLE OIL..
all over your HEAD,
AND FEET?"

[SIGH.]

"ECH!"

[PATIENT SIGH.]
"Oy vey."

"Why didn't they
just set a BOWL,
OUT...by the
FRONT DOOR?
...With a TOWEL?"
(Squint up at ceiling.)
"And..tell PEOPLE,
just to wash their
FEET...before,
they came INSIDE?"

[PATIENT GAZE.]

"That's what the
AMERICANS,
would'a DONE!"

[LEAN CHIN ON HAND.]
[GAZE TO HIS
RIGHT.]
[CHUCKLING.]

(Thoughtful squint.)
"Yeah;
it's too bad,
they didn't have
a big plastic jar
of one'a those hand-sanitizer
pump-things. They could'a
just set it out,
by the front door,
next to a little wooden
stool... with some wash
cloths...embroidered with
little Kosher bagels."

[BURST OUT LAUGHING!]

"That way,
it just would'a eliminated..
all this 'YOU DIDN'T WASH
MY FEET - I DIDN'T WASH
YOUR FEET' stuff,
Ya KNOW?"

[CHUCKLING.]
[NODDING.]

(Loud whiny voice.)
"And,
I GOTTA GRIPE,
LORD!"

[PATIENT NOD.]
"What is it,
Mein kin'der."

(Shout.)
"HOW COME,
Ya ALWAYS
MAKE ALL
THESE
PHARISEES,
LOOK BAD?"

[PATIENT SILENCE.]

(Sip root beer.)
(Shout.)
"I DON'T LIKE IT,
LORD!"

[PATIENT NOD.]

(Whiny yell at the
ceiling plaster.)
"NOT ONE BIT!"

[NODDING.]
"Just continue,
child."

(Irritable shout.)
"WHAT?"

[PATIENT VOICE.]
"Reading,
My Word."
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You did not
annoint
My head
with oil,
but
this woman has
annointed
My feet
with fragrant oil...
Then
He said to her,
'Your sins
are forgiven.'
[Luke 7:46-48]

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