The Food
Drama
Sermon Warm-ups
21 Lead-in Skits
Cast Of Characters
Kristen: female, college age or older
Linda: female, older than Kristen
(The lights come up on a one-room efficiency apartment. The furniture is old and beat-up. Kristen is frantically digging through everything to come up with some money for food. She tosses a few pennies on the table)
Kristen: Oh, yeah! Here's some change. (Digs through the bottom of a huge bag) A dime and a nickel. Well, I'll add it to the pile. (Tosses the coins onto the table and sits down. She begins to pray) Dear God: Thank you for helping me get over my illness. I am working very hard to pay off all my medical bills. God, I really need your help. I don't think eighteen cents is going to last me through the week, because I need groceries. I've tried really hard to cut out all the luxuries. I've moved into this studio apartment. I stick to just the basics of food. I try to live my life by following Jesus' teachings, but I know I make mistakes ... I just ... I just wanted to have some breakfast this morning before I went to work, okay? But I can see that my eighteen cents is not going to cut it. I guess I'll just go without. It won't be the first time. But, this is the second morning in a row, and I'm getting really hungry. Please, God, help me to find some money. Thank you for listening to me. Amen. (Gets up again and really begins to hunt, throwing the pillows off the sleeper sofa, looking through trinket boxes, and whatever props are available) Where else can I look? (Dejected, she sits on the floor) Well, I guess the answer to my prayer is ... no. (Glances at her watch) Well, I still have some time before work. It sure takes less time to get ready in the mornings, if you don't eat breakfast. Maybe I'll make a grocery list. (Sarcastically) Just in case a check comes in the mail, or I win the lottery. (Gets a pad and pencil, writing as she goes) I need bread, milk ... no, I can do without milk. (Crosses that off the list) Peanut butter ... it does cost a couple of dollars a jar, but I can stretch it for about a week's meals. Potatoes ... I'll do without the sour cream or butter. It really isn't too bad with just salt and pepper. (Pauses) Maybe I should go see one of those agencies again. They helped me last month. Oh, no, I can't. They only help you so many times. Okay, what else do I absolutely have to have? Macaroni and cheese. Oh, no, I can't get that, I'd have to have milk and butter. Oh, just forget it. (Throws the pencil down) God, please, if it's not your will for me to have some money right now, could I at least have some food? (Pauses) Maybe he doesn't send food anymore. (The phone rings, and she picks it up) Hello? ... Hi, Linda ... No, you didn't wake me. I was just getting ready for work. Aren't you usually driving the commute by now? ... Oh, well, yes, I suppose those cell phones do come in handy ... You want to stop by now! On your way to work? Well, okay, I mean, I have a few minutes. Is everything okay? ... Well, couldn't you give me a hint what this is about before you get here? ... Okay, whatever, I'll see you in a few minutes. Bye. (Hangs up the phone and glances around the room. She frantically begins to straighten the room up) Oh, no, I made such a mess this morning. I wonder what she is stopping by for. She could have told me something. Maybe it's about the program we're doing together for church. (The doorbell rings, and Kristen quickly goes to answer) Hey, Linda, what's going on? I thought you didn't like to get up mornings.
Linda: Hello, Kristen! Here, this is for you. (Carries a big cardboard box and plops it on the table, talking non-stop) Well, I took your advice about getting up early, to get a few things done. And you're right; it makes a big difference. Of course, I end up going to bed earlier too, but that's okay.
Kristen: Well, I'm glad you like it.
Linda: I even went to the grocery store before work today. Isn't that shocking?
Kristen: Yes, are you sure you're feeling all right?
Linda: Great, I feel great. I have a lot more energy and --
Kristen: I'm not sure you needed any more energy.
Linda: Oh, you can never have too much energy. Anyway, the reason I'm here is that the grocery store this morning had all these buy one get one free specials. And since I live alone, two of every item is not going to do me a lot of good. It will just spoil.
Kristen: (Not wanting to accept charity) Oh, no --
Linda: So anyway, I put a bunch of stuff in the box. If you don't need it, then pass it on to someone who does. (Heads for the door)
Kristen: Linda, wait a minute. You can't --
Linda: Oh, yes, I can. And I don't want to hear any nonsense about you paying me for half. Now I've got to go, or I'll be late for work.
Kristen: Well, I will pay you. Next time I see you.
Linda: Don't be silly. Just promise me you won't let the food go to waste. I'll see you next week at the program meeting.
Kristen: Are we still meeting at the church at 7:00?
Linda: Yes, and don't forget to bring your ideas. (Leaves)
Kristen: Linda, thank you.
Linda: (Offstage) For what? You don't even know if you'll like what's in the box. Got to go, bye!
Kristen: (Yells so that Linda who's leaving can hear) I'm sure I'll like it, whatever it is. See you, bye. (Crosses back to the box, opens it, and begins pulling out items) Oh, my gosh, look at this. I can't believe this! There's bread, milk, macaroni and cheese, butter, and peanut butter. She even brought potatoes, and sour cream. Oh, what a treat, sour cream. Everything I needed plus a treat. But, how did she know? (Pauses) I guess you do still provide food. Thank you, God.
(Blackout)
Kristen: female, college age or older
Linda: female, older than Kristen
(The lights come up on a one-room efficiency apartment. The furniture is old and beat-up. Kristen is frantically digging through everything to come up with some money for food. She tosses a few pennies on the table)
Kristen: Oh, yeah! Here's some change. (Digs through the bottom of a huge bag) A dime and a nickel. Well, I'll add it to the pile. (Tosses the coins onto the table and sits down. She begins to pray) Dear God: Thank you for helping me get over my illness. I am working very hard to pay off all my medical bills. God, I really need your help. I don't think eighteen cents is going to last me through the week, because I need groceries. I've tried really hard to cut out all the luxuries. I've moved into this studio apartment. I stick to just the basics of food. I try to live my life by following Jesus' teachings, but I know I make mistakes ... I just ... I just wanted to have some breakfast this morning before I went to work, okay? But I can see that my eighteen cents is not going to cut it. I guess I'll just go without. It won't be the first time. But, this is the second morning in a row, and I'm getting really hungry. Please, God, help me to find some money. Thank you for listening to me. Amen. (Gets up again and really begins to hunt, throwing the pillows off the sleeper sofa, looking through trinket boxes, and whatever props are available) Where else can I look? (Dejected, she sits on the floor) Well, I guess the answer to my prayer is ... no. (Glances at her watch) Well, I still have some time before work. It sure takes less time to get ready in the mornings, if you don't eat breakfast. Maybe I'll make a grocery list. (Sarcastically) Just in case a check comes in the mail, or I win the lottery. (Gets a pad and pencil, writing as she goes) I need bread, milk ... no, I can do without milk. (Crosses that off the list) Peanut butter ... it does cost a couple of dollars a jar, but I can stretch it for about a week's meals. Potatoes ... I'll do without the sour cream or butter. It really isn't too bad with just salt and pepper. (Pauses) Maybe I should go see one of those agencies again. They helped me last month. Oh, no, I can't. They only help you so many times. Okay, what else do I absolutely have to have? Macaroni and cheese. Oh, no, I can't get that, I'd have to have milk and butter. Oh, just forget it. (Throws the pencil down) God, please, if it's not your will for me to have some money right now, could I at least have some food? (Pauses) Maybe he doesn't send food anymore. (The phone rings, and she picks it up) Hello? ... Hi, Linda ... No, you didn't wake me. I was just getting ready for work. Aren't you usually driving the commute by now? ... Oh, well, yes, I suppose those cell phones do come in handy ... You want to stop by now! On your way to work? Well, okay, I mean, I have a few minutes. Is everything okay? ... Well, couldn't you give me a hint what this is about before you get here? ... Okay, whatever, I'll see you in a few minutes. Bye. (Hangs up the phone and glances around the room. She frantically begins to straighten the room up) Oh, no, I made such a mess this morning. I wonder what she is stopping by for. She could have told me something. Maybe it's about the program we're doing together for church. (The doorbell rings, and Kristen quickly goes to answer) Hey, Linda, what's going on? I thought you didn't like to get up mornings.
Linda: Hello, Kristen! Here, this is for you. (Carries a big cardboard box and plops it on the table, talking non-stop) Well, I took your advice about getting up early, to get a few things done. And you're right; it makes a big difference. Of course, I end up going to bed earlier too, but that's okay.
Kristen: Well, I'm glad you like it.
Linda: I even went to the grocery store before work today. Isn't that shocking?
Kristen: Yes, are you sure you're feeling all right?
Linda: Great, I feel great. I have a lot more energy and --
Kristen: I'm not sure you needed any more energy.
Linda: Oh, you can never have too much energy. Anyway, the reason I'm here is that the grocery store this morning had all these buy one get one free specials. And since I live alone, two of every item is not going to do me a lot of good. It will just spoil.
Kristen: (Not wanting to accept charity) Oh, no --
Linda: So anyway, I put a bunch of stuff in the box. If you don't need it, then pass it on to someone who does. (Heads for the door)
Kristen: Linda, wait a minute. You can't --
Linda: Oh, yes, I can. And I don't want to hear any nonsense about you paying me for half. Now I've got to go, or I'll be late for work.
Kristen: Well, I will pay you. Next time I see you.
Linda: Don't be silly. Just promise me you won't let the food go to waste. I'll see you next week at the program meeting.
Kristen: Are we still meeting at the church at 7:00?
Linda: Yes, and don't forget to bring your ideas. (Leaves)
Kristen: Linda, thank you.
Linda: (Offstage) For what? You don't even know if you'll like what's in the box. Got to go, bye!
Kristen: (Yells so that Linda who's leaving can hear) I'm sure I'll like it, whatever it is. See you, bye. (Crosses back to the box, opens it, and begins pulling out items) Oh, my gosh, look at this. I can't believe this! There's bread, milk, macaroni and cheese, butter, and peanut butter. She even brought potatoes, and sour cream. Oh, what a treat, sour cream. Everything I needed plus a treat. But, how did she know? (Pauses) I guess you do still provide food. Thank you, God.
(Blackout)
