DRAMA - SEVENTH SUNDAY OF EASTER, YEAR C
Bible reference: Acts 16:16-34
A MAN NAMED PAUL
CHARACTERS: Three puppets, Paul, Silas and Sheriff, Narrator who can sing and play a guitar. This play could be done with people instead of puppets
PROPS: Bars in front of half the puppet stage like a prison, corny Western music
(Narrator enters)
NARRATOR:
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(Sings) I'll tell you a story 'bout a man named Paul.
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He rode around with Silas and they both had a ball.
Kept preaching 'bout Jesus so they put him in jail.
First they whipped him real bad, but his faith didn't fail.
SHERIFF:
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(Pushing Paul and Silas into prison) Now git in there. I'm sheriff of this here town and I hates Christians. I jest can't abide 'em. I'm tellin' you two low-down, rotten varmits that yer gonna rot in this here jail. (Exits)
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SILAS:
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Paul, I don't feel so good. I aches all over from that there whipping they gave us. We're goners fer sure.
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PAUL:
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No sirree, we're not goners yet. I done tole ya, Silas, we got Big Jesus as our partner an he ain't never let us down.
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SILAS:
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Them's mighty fine words there, Paul, but they ain't gonna git us outta this here jail. Yep, we're goners fer sure.
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PAUL:
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Well, you can lay there a weepin' and a wailin' and a moanin' and a groanin', but I's aimin' to have me a good ole Christian singalong.
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SILAS:
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What, now? Here in this here jail?
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SILAS:
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But ya ain't got yer ole guitar!
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PAUL:
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I don't need no guitar ta praise the Lord. How's about joinin' me?
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NARRATOR: (Sings) I'll tell you a story 'bout a man named Paul.
Even stuck in prison he sure had himself a ball.
Kept a prayin' and a singin' in that dark ole jail.
He coulda given up, but no, his faith didn't fail.
So Paul and Silas kept right on singing and praying till it was nearly midnght.
The other prisoners got a free concert.
Then all of a sudden that jail started to shake. (Puppet stage starts to shake)
SILAS:
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What in tarnation's happenin', Paul?
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PAUL:
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I think this here jail's been hit by an earthquake.
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SILAS:
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Oh no! It's gittin' worse. (Stage shakes more violently) We're goners fer sure now.
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PAUL:
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No sirree, we're not goners yet. I done tole ya already we got Big Jesus as our partner, an he ain't never let us down.
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SILAS:
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(Shaking stops) Well, I'll be hog-tied and eaten by a rattlesnake. The earthquake's stopped!
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PAUL:
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I done tole ya, Silas.
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SILAS:
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Look, them there prison doors are all open.
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SHERIFF:
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(Enters) I'm a gonna have ta shoot meself. Them varmits have all escaped fer sure.
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PAUL:
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No sirree, Mr Sheriff, we're all still in this here cell.
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SHERIFF:
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Tell me how I can git ta be saved like you.
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PAUL:
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Let me tell ya 'bout our partner, Big Jesus.
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SILAS:
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Them's mighty fine words, Paul.
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PAUL:
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I done tole ya, Silas. I done tole ya and I done tole ya we got Big Jesus as our partner and he ain't never let us down. (They all exit)
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NARRATOR:
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So the sheriff and his whole family got to meet Big Jesus and they became Christians too. And Paul and Silas? They kept right on telling people about Big Jesus their partner. (Exits to corny Western music)
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© Verena Johnson 2000 (based on an idea by Greg Haar)
Permission is given for the owner of this disk to make sufficient copies of this script for their group or congregation, for reheasal and performance purposes only
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