SAMPLE -- The Advent Series
John the Baptist - Monologue
John is in prison awaiting his fate. Staging can be a simple stool or theater box. A small table with a lit candle is needed. Anything else to represent a prison is okay. The simplest suggestion is to have his wrists and/or feet manacled. He should not be portrayed as weak or doubtful. At the end others come to speak to him, but they are not seen .We only see them through John’s eyes.
Music begins – Track One
Lights come up on John sitting on the stool staring at the candle.
John -- How dark this place would be without this simple candle. Even in the light I stumble because of this uneven floor. Rocks catching my sandals and holes affecting my balance. How much worse it would be without this light.
My world was once one of brightness – space - air. The desert was so dry, yet full of life and being. The heat of the day pressed this cloak of camels hair to my skin like moss to a tree. I could walk for days and see nothing but sand and cactus. Each oasis bringing life, each river hope.
Now I spend my days in the dark dankness of this dreary dungeon. My meals have no honey now. Tasteless gruel. Fetid water.
This is a hopeless place. A place of despair. Here lives await a fate of certain death. Here hope is shattered as easily as bones. When that door opens we know that we are not being set free, but merely moved from imprisonment to the axe head!
I now truly understand what it means to be at death’s door.
I understand why men choose to give up on life when all seems to be lost. It is because they look into the dark and not the light. You choose where to cast your eyes. I choose not to look at the walls of slime and sorrow. I choose not to look into the corners of dirt, darkness and despair. I choose to look at the light! To let it’s glow wash over me and fill me with hope!
Yes, hope! Even in my darkest hour I know that the light shines! You may blow out this candle, you may pluck out my eyes, but I know that my redeemer lives! I know that my hope is not in this world of brick and mortar and decay, but my hope is in walls of jasper and streets of gold.
I must decrease so that He that is born of a virgin may increase. My ministry ends as His begins. ....
END SAMPLE
John the Baptist - Monologue
John is in prison awaiting his fate. Staging can be a simple stool or theater box. A small table with a lit candle is needed. Anything else to represent a prison is okay. The simplest suggestion is to have his wrists and/or feet manacled. He should not be portrayed as weak or doubtful. At the end others come to speak to him, but they are not seen .We only see them through John’s eyes.
Music begins – Track One
Lights come up on John sitting on the stool staring at the candle.
John -- How dark this place would be without this simple candle. Even in the light I stumble because of this uneven floor. Rocks catching my sandals and holes affecting my balance. How much worse it would be without this light.
My world was once one of brightness – space - air. The desert was so dry, yet full of life and being. The heat of the day pressed this cloak of camels hair to my skin like moss to a tree. I could walk for days and see nothing but sand and cactus. Each oasis bringing life, each river hope.
Now I spend my days in the dark dankness of this dreary dungeon. My meals have no honey now. Tasteless gruel. Fetid water.
This is a hopeless place. A place of despair. Here lives await a fate of certain death. Here hope is shattered as easily as bones. When that door opens we know that we are not being set free, but merely moved from imprisonment to the axe head!
I now truly understand what it means to be at death’s door.
I understand why men choose to give up on life when all seems to be lost. It is because they look into the dark and not the light. You choose where to cast your eyes. I choose not to look at the walls of slime and sorrow. I choose not to look into the corners of dirt, darkness and despair. I choose to look at the light! To let it’s glow wash over me and fill me with hope!
Yes, hope! Even in my darkest hour I know that the light shines! You may blow out this candle, you may pluck out my eyes, but I know that my redeemer lives! I know that my hope is not in this world of brick and mortar and decay, but my hope is in walls of jasper and streets of gold.
I must decrease so that He that is born of a virgin may increase. My ministry ends as His begins. ....
END SAMPLE
Fitlyspoken Ministry
The Advent Series -- $10.00
by Terry Vik
by Terry Vik
These four pieces are designed as a series for the four weeks of Advent. (The four weeks before Christmas).
One piece is presented each week.
At the end of each piece a candle (from the scene) is used to light the appropriate Advent Candle.
They are interchangeable as to the order, but presented in the most common thematic order, which is:
HOPE
John the Baptist - Monologue
PEACE
The Magi – A Choral Reading for three players
JOY
Two Shepherds
LOVE
Mary, the mother of Jesus - Monologue
Staging -- A stool or box to sit on. Something to hold a lit candle.
Cast -- Varies, see above
Playing Time -- 5 minutes each
Cost -- $10.00 for the set of four.
A soundtrack to accompany the sketches is available. Cost -- $12.00
One piece is presented each week.
At the end of each piece a candle (from the scene) is used to light the appropriate Advent Candle.
They are interchangeable as to the order, but presented in the most common thematic order, which is:
HOPE
John the Baptist - Monologue
PEACE
The Magi – A Choral Reading for three players
JOY
Two Shepherds
LOVE
Mary, the mother of Jesus - Monologue
Staging -- A stool or box to sit on. Something to hold a lit candle.
Cast -- Varies, see above
Playing Time -- 5 minutes each
Cost -- $10.00 for the set of four.
A soundtrack to accompany the sketches is available. Cost -- $12.00
