Advent Skit
Angel #1 is fussing with some electronic gadgets and pieces in a workshop—there are electronic parts and various contraptions lying around. Angel #1 is working on one gizmo that seems to light up when its touched. There's a globe sitting on a table. Angel #2 enters carrying a clipboard.
Angel #2: Sparky?
Angel #1: (Sarcastically) Bizzzzzzzzzzzy.
Angel #2: Sparky.
Angel #1: Look, there's a reason that big, flashing neon sign says "Do not disturb."
Angel #2: (Looks outside the door) It says "Starbucks."
Angel #1: Yeah, well I've been meaning to fix that.
Angel #2: I have an order.
Angel #1: No.
Angel #2: What?
Angel #1: I said no. I'm up to my ears here. First it's, "Sparky, make snow for my mountain." Then it's, "Sparky, we can't tell Neptune from Saturn—put a ring around one of them that lights up." Then it's, "Sparky I made an alligator—now make me a swamp to put it in." Where am I supposed to put a swamp?
Angel #2: (Touches globe) Here?
Angel #1: They've already got that big canyon thingy.
Angel #2: Here?
Angel #1: Rocky Mountains.
Angel #2: Here, then.
Angel #1: That's a beach.
Angel #2: A swamp might balance that out nicely.
Angel #1: (Pauses) Oh, never mind. What does he want this time?
Angel #2: He wants a star.
Angel #1: He has a star. Lots of them. He made them himself.
Angel #2: He says you lit them up.
Angel #1: He put them in place.
Angel #2: He says nobody lights a star like Sparky.
Angel #1: He said that?
Angel #2: (Nods)
Angel #1: (Impressed with himself) Well, I, uh...No, no, no...I don't have time!
Angel #2: This is an important star.
Angel #1: They're all important stars.
Angel #2: This one has to move.
Angel #1: (Stops working) Move?
Angel #2: (Nods)
Angel #1: (****es a tool down on the table) He wants the star to move?
Angel #2: He wants it to lead some kings from the east.
Angel #1: East of what?
Angel #2: (Shrugs)
Angel #1: He wants one star to be bright enough to clearly stand out from all the other stars, and he wants it to move so it'll lead some guys from someplace in the east? Does he know where he wants it to lead them?
Angel #2: He wants it to stop over Bethlehem.
Angel #1: (Looking down at his work again) Nobody goes to Bethlehem.
Angel #2: But it can't be traceable. Once the kings get where they're going the star has to shut off so that people will be arguing for centuries about whether or not it was even there.
Angel #1: (Picks up a game controller) I bet that I could...No, no...Tell him that I might have time next century, but not this one. If I do this I'll never get that Niagara leak fixed—just imagine what could happen! What's he want this for anyway?
Angel #2: He's sending his Son to the earth.
Angel #1: There! He's sending his only Son there! Why? They're just a bunch of ignorant, violent, selfish, self-centered creatures who never listen, and know nothing about the love that God gave them. Why would he send his Son there!
Angel #2: Because they're a bunch of ignorant, violent, selfish, self-centered creatures who never listen, and know nothing about the love that God gave them.
Angel #1: (looks incredulously at Angel #2) But are they worth saving?
Angel #2: The Boss says so.
Angel #1: There must be another way. Can't he put it in a book or something?
Angel #2: He tried that.
Angel #1: And?
Angel #2: They're still arguing about translations.
Angel #1: Well... I know, tell him to send some of his prophets. Everybody likes prophets.
Angel #2: They killed the prophets.
Angel #1: (Chuckling) Yeah? Well, what makes him think they're not going to kill his Son too?
Angel #2: (Pauses, with a look of gravity)
Angel #1: (Stares at Angel #2, with a look of dawning understanding)
Angel #2: (Nods)
Angel #1: How could he do that? Why would he do that?
Angel #2: So everyone there (pointing at the globe) will know that what He (looking up) says is true.
Angel #1: So you really think they’re worth saving?
Angel #2: Hey, it’s totally up to Him. (slight pause) I’m just the messenger.
Angel #1: (Sighs) Okay, I'll do it. Let’s see what you’ve got.
Angel #2: (Hands him the clipboard, and then leaves)
Angel #1 : (Begins to draw on the paper; then stage fades to black if possible — if not, have Angel # 1 walk off quietly)
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