Invitation From Jesus

Jesus sends a birthday party invitation to you.

Jesus tells everyone who will listen telling about an upcoming birthday party, (Christmas), and how some folks seem to be having trouble with the concept, expecting that they receive gifts rather than celebrate His birth.

Cast: 1 monolog (m or f)
Bible Reference:
Set: Bare
Sound: wireless mic
Song: none
Lighting: as available
SFX: none
Props: letter
Costumes: casual
Special Instructions:
Time: 7

Sample of script:

Narrator: I want to tell you about a letter I heard about. As I understand it, the letter was written to you. Just listen to me, as close as I can remember, this is how the letter goes:

(Opens letter, begins reading.)

Letter: Hello my beloved friend!

Well, it's time for my birthday again, so I thought I'd drop you a note. Last year, and for many, many years past, they've had a real big party for me, so it just seems like they probably will again this year. After all, they've been shopping and preparing for it for months now. And in the papers, on the radio, and on the TV, there have been announcements and advertisements almost every day about how, soon, it's coming! They truly do go overboard about it, don't they? But it's nice to know that at least on one day of the year, some people are thinking about me—a little, I guess.

You know, it's been many, many years now since they first started celebrating my birthday. Back then, they seemed to appreciate how important my birthday was. Lately, it seems, most folks are missing the point of it all.

Like last year, when my birthday came around, they threw a big party, but can you believe it? I wasn't even invited! Imagine! The guest of honor, and they forgot all about me! Here they had been preparing for the festivities for months in advance, but when the big day came, here was I, left out in the cold! Well, you know, it's happened so many times in recent years, I guess I wasn't even that surprised. But, even though I wasn't invited, I thought, why not—I’ll just quietly slip in, anyway. So I came in and stood off to the side.

Everyone was drinking, laughing, and having just a grand time, when all of a sudden, in came this rotund fellow in a bright red suit, wearing a white beard that I can tell you wasn’t his own. And here he was, shouting, "Ho, ho, ho!" He looked for all the world like he had more than enough to drink, but somehow he managed to weave his way across the floor while everyone cheered and cheered. When he collapsed into a big armchair, all the little children went running over to him, yelling, "Santa! Santa!" I mean, you’d have thought he was the guest of honor and that the whole holiday was in his honor!

Then he started telling those children the most ridiculous stories you've ever heard! Things like, that he lives at the North Pole with a crew of elves, and that every year on my birthday, he rides in his sleigh pulled by a bunch of flying reindeer, giving presents to children all over the world! I mean, I didn't hear a word of truth in anything he said! Just imagine telling impressionable little kids such a far-fetched story!

Look, I took all I could, but finally, I just had to leave. I walked out of the door, but do you know something? I do not believe that anyone even noticed that I’d gone. As I walked down the street afterward, I felt so lonely and forlorn I cried! I could only remember one other time I'd felt that low. Maybe you don't think I cry...

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