Faith

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"All the JEWS
are gonna
go to...
HELL!"

[SILENCE.]

"Some kids used
to say that to me,
Lord,
when I was kid."

[NOD.]

"And, then,
some people
give me weird
looks......
when I say I
don't
trust You,
very much."

[CALM NOD.]
[SORROWFUL GAZE.]

"I know You
KNOW all
this stuff,
Lord, but....."

"But what,
child?"

(Shrug.)
"Well.....I just
don't like when
people get judgmental
with me, is all."

[SILENCE.]

"Ya know: being
is, they haven't
walked in my shoes
and all."
(Smile up at ceiling!)

[SMILE!]
[GENTLE CHUCKLE.]

"Yeah; and
I wear a 10 and 1/2!
So......what do THEY
have to say about IT?"

[QUIET PAUSE.]
[GENTLE VOICE.]
"Who AM I,
little one?"

"Eh......the One,
I don't TRUST,
very MUCH?"

[TENDER VOICE.]
"Who do you trust,
My beloved?"

(Silence filled with grief.)
"My PARENTS?"

[SILENCE.]

(Shrug.)
"Well.....my sister."

[SILENCE.]

"That's about it."

[PATIENT SILENCE.]

(Snort!)
(Smirk!)
"Well.....my ex-HUSBAND,
but......"
(Laugh!)
"That was a long...........
time ago!"
(Chuckle!)

[GAZE.]

"Yeah!
Like, in the eighteen HUNDREDS!"
(Laugh!)
(Sudden silence.)

[LONG PAUSE.]
[QUIET VOICE.]
"Who AM I,
child?"

(Shrug.)
"I dunno, Lord.
Some people tell
me, You're my
HUSBAND,
now."
(Sassy smile up at ceiling!)

[PATIENT SILENCE.]

"The only thing is....
I don't have much of
a great HISTORY,
there.....Ya know
what I MEAN?"

[PATIENT NOD.]
"Only,
Who AM I,
child?"

(Look away.)
(Long silence.)
"A lott'a people
hurt ya, Lord;
and, ya don't
trust so good*."

[QUIET GAZE.]
"Who,
little one?"
[TENDER VOICE.]
"Who Am I?"

(Impatient grimmace!)
"I don't KNOW,
LORD!"
(Look of one with
a giant stomach ache.)
"YOU tell ME!"

[LOVING GAZE.]
[NOD.]
[WHISPER.]
"Listen,
My beloved.
Just listen."
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We love,
because
He first
loved us.
[1 John 4:19]

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*Incorrect grammar:
being used here for
conversational emphasis.

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