Suddenly Came The Morning

Theme:       The daughter of the Syrophenician woman tries to explain the agony of being demon possessed.
A short monologue useful for understanding depression, chronic pain management or other issues.
Bible Reference:     Luke 7:1-29

 

Cast:         1, likely female

 

Set, Lighting, Sound: standard

 

Costumes:   as is appropriate

 

Special Instructions:  Use slow, deliberate speech.
Actor shows strong emotion at the outset, then settles into a more positive and serene attitude toward the end of the piece.

 

Time:       4 (with slow moement and speech)

 

Sample of script:

 

actor comes on stage

 

You have no idea . .  the torment!

To be constantly hearing those . .  sounds, . . those noises . . .  those . . voices!

holds hands over ears

To see flashing lights of hideous colors.

shades eyes

That there be those happenings is nothing . .

For certainly anyone can cope with occasional distress.

But . . .

Don’t you realize . .?

This . .  never . . . stops!

It . . never . .  stops!

moves

Morning, noon or night!

Sometimes I wish the noises would get even louder, for such a change would be a diversion, . . a relief to the constant tedium.

Will this never end?

There seems to be no hope.

Yes, it’s true; sometimes I see, dimly, a faint light at the end of this tunnel of darkness.

But mostly . . . I can’t even hope to see a light . . for I can’t even see a tunnel.

My constant companions, these demons who are with me, . . .  a part of all I do.

They are with me from the moment I awaken.

Their presence so real, so oppressing that I can scarcely lift my head from the pillow, . . as though a thousand chains bind my head in bondage.

Arms and legs that feel like solid rock, resisting even my slightest movement.

In front of me I see, as though in a trance, my family, my friends, . . I see their mouths move, I assume they are speaking but the only sounds I hear are the laughing of ridiculous hyenas, that and the screeching of millions of high pitched crickets.

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Syrophenician woman tells of agony for demon possessed daughter.
A short monologue is useful for understanding depression, chronic pain management or associated issues.

Cast: 1 (f) (monolog)

Bible Reference:

• Matthew 15:21-28, Luke 18:1-8

Set: standard

Sound: wireless mics if available

Song: none

Lighting: standard

SFX: none

Props: none

Costumes: standard

Special Instructions:

• Use slow, deliberate speech.
• Actor shows strong emotion at the outset, then settles into a more positive and serene attitude toward the end of the piece.

Time: 4 (with slow movement and speech)

Sample of script:

actor comes on stage

You have no idea . .  the torment!

To be constantly hearing those . .  sounds, . . those noises . . .  those . . voices!

holds hands over ears

To see flashing lights of hideous colors.

shades eyes

That there be those happenings is nothing . .

For certainly anyone can cope with occasional distress.

But . . .

Don’t you realize . .?

This . .  never . . . stops!

It . . never . .  stops!

moves

Morning, noon or night!

Sometimes I wish the noises would get even louder, for such a change would be a diversion, . . a relief to the constant tedium.

Will this never end?

There seems to be no hope.

Yes, it’s true; sometimes I see, dimly, a faint light at the end of this tunnel of darkness.

But mostly . . . I can’t even hope to see a light . . for I can’t even see a tunnel.

My constant companions, these demons who are with me, . . .  a part of all I do.

They are with me from the moment I awaken.

Their presence so real, so oppressing that I can scarcely lift my head from the pillow, . . as though a thousand chains bind my head in bondage.

Arms and legs that feel like solid rock, resisting even my slightest movement.

In front of me I see, as though in a trance, my family, my friends, . . I see their mouths move, I assume they are speaking but the only sounds I hear are the laughing of ridiculous hyenas, that and the screeching of millions of high pitched crickets.