Raised Voices
Drama
SUNDAY MORNING READERS' THEATER
Cast: Two women, HANNAH and REBECCA
Length:
8 minutes
REBECCA is seated on her stool when HANNAH rushes in, very excited, and takes the stool next to her.
REBECCA: Hannah! Hannah! Have you heard the news?
HANNAH:
What news?
REBECCA: Then you haven't heard. We're to get packed and ready. We're leaving. Immediately.
HANNAH: Leaving? Leaving for where? Why should we be leaving?
REBECCA: Leaving for the Promised Land, silly! Of course you knew this. You're just teasing me.
HANNAH: I don't know anything about it.
REBECCA: How can you say that? The whole community has been talking about nothing else for weeks.
HANNAH: I haven't heard anything.
REBECCA: Then you must not have been listening. You did know that Moses has gone to talk to Pharaoh, not once but many times.
HANNAH: About us leaving Egypt. Yes, I knew that. But nothing will come of it. The Pharaoh is much too determined to keep us here. Our slave labor is of great value to him.
REBECCA: That may be, but something did come of it. Pharaoh has promised to let us go.
HANNAH: He's promised that before and he's always changed his mind at the last moment.
REBECCA: This time the Lord God isn't going to let him change his mind.
HANNAH:
What can the Lord God do about it?
REBECCA: Hannah! I'm surprised at you! The Lord God can do anything.
HANNAH:
Are you so sure about that?
REBECCA: Of course.
HANNAH: If that's true, how come he hasn't gotten us out of Egypt before this?
REBECCA: (Subdued) I'm not sure why. He probably has his reasons. (More optimistically) But I'm sure he's going to do it now.
HANNAH: I wish I shared your optimism but I like to look at things realistically. Moses has gone to Pharaoh nine times already and each time he has refused to let us go. Why should this time be any different?
REBECCA: Because we have been raising our voices to the Lord, the God of our ancestors. And he has heard our voice and seen our affliction, our toil and our oppression.
HANNAH: Yes, we have raised our voices to the Lord. For many, many years. And not one thing about our lives has changed. If anything, the conditions under which we have had to work have grown worse.
REBECCA: That's true. But it's all over now.
HANNAH: How can you say that? If the Lord wanted to make life better for us, he would have made Pharaoh treat us more kindly, given us better wages and nice homes to live in.
REBECCA: What does it matter what Pharaoh does? We're leaving.
HANNAH: (Scornfully) Leaving! Why, we're hundreds of miles away from the land of our ancestors and there's nothing but desert in between. It would take us years! Even if, by some miracle, we should arrive there, you and I would probably be long dead. And then what's our guarantee that the people who live there now would let us in?
REBECCA: But the Lord says ...
HANNAH: Are you sure that's the Lord talking? Or is it just Moses, claiming to be the mouthpiece of God? You know how much he wants this to happen.
REBECCA: (Desperately) We all do!
HANNAH: Speak for yourself, Rebecca. I do not think this is a good idea. At all. And I'm sure this is none of God's doing.
REBECCA: Why should you think that?
HANNAH: Because it doesn't make any sense. It's a foolish, dangerous idea and it could get us all killed.
REBECCA: But ...!
HANNAH: God doesn't work that way. He doesn't take his people out of one bad situation just to put them into another even worse. If he truly wanted to help us, he would do something sensible.
REBECCA: This isn't sensible, to get out of Egypt for good?
HANNAH: Certainly not! He should change Pharaoh's heart - he's capable of that, isn't he? - and make him love us. Then we could stay here in Egypt and enjoy ourselves. There are wonderful things to be had here, good food, fine clothes, beautiful homes - for those that are free persons. And have the money.
REBECCA: (Wildly) And you think Pharaoh would give us the money?
HANNAH:
Why not? If the Lord God made him, he would.
REBECCA: Yes, but ...
HANNAH:
Now what's the problem?
REBECCA: Don't you want to go back to the land of our ancestors? Don't you want to be a free people again in our own homeland?
HANNAH: Of course I want to be free. Who doesn't? But I don't see why it has to be in our own homeland. People from all over the world live here in Egypt, in comfort. Why can't we just join in with the Egyptians and share some of that comfort? I like it here and I want to stay.
REBECCA: But this is an evil country. The Egyptians go against every commandment of God. And they refuse to let us worship freely.
HANNAH: Then God can change that, too. He can make Pharaoh love us enough to give us anything we want. God is all-powerful. He can do this.
REBECCA: But maybe he has a very good reason for wanting us out of here.
HANNAH:
What good reason could he possibly have?
REBECCA: I ... I don't know. But what if he did?
HANNAH: What if? What if? That's not good enough. I need a God who's reasonable, whose ideas make sense to me. And I think staying here is the most reasonable idea I've heard yet.
REBECCA: Then you're not going to pack? You're not coming with us?
HANNAH: Not if I can help it. We're staying right here, me and my sons. After the rest of you are gone, Pharaoh will treat those who remain with more courtesy, I'm sure. They are talented boys. They could be of great use to him in his future dealings with travellers and traders from the north.
REBECCA: But God's plan! What about that?
HANNAH: Rebecca! Nothing will convince me that this harebrained scheme is God's plan.
REBECCA: Nothing? Not even his promises to save us? Not even the way we have been praying day and night for deliverance?
HANNAH: There's deliverance and there's deliverance. Spending the rest of my life wandering in the desert is not my idea of a good time.
REBECCA: But, Hannah! Where's your faith?
HANNAH: If doing stupid things is your idea of faith, then I feel sorry for you.
REBECCA: Okay. But I think God will make it clear to us very soon that this is truly his plan. And then what will you do?
HANNAH: We will see about that when the time comes. If it ever does. Now, hurry up! You have to pack. You're not going to stay behind, are you?
REBECCA: No way! But, Hannah ...!
HANNAH: No "buts"! I've made up my mind. God can take care of me just as well in Egypt as he can in the "Promised Land."
REBECCA: Okay, then. I've got to run.
HANNAH: And so do I. I have an appointment with the Pharaoh's undersecretary to see about a job for my oldest son. I think he'll do very well here.
REBECCA: (Getting down from her stool) Good-bye, Hannah. I'll pray for you.
HANNAH: (Getting down from her stool) Don't waste any prayers on me. It's you who will be needing them. Good-bye.
The women leave in opposite directions.
Length:
8 minutes
REBECCA is seated on her stool when HANNAH rushes in, very excited, and takes the stool next to her.
REBECCA: Hannah! Hannah! Have you heard the news?
HANNAH:
What news?
REBECCA: Then you haven't heard. We're to get packed and ready. We're leaving. Immediately.
HANNAH: Leaving? Leaving for where? Why should we be leaving?
REBECCA: Leaving for the Promised Land, silly! Of course you knew this. You're just teasing me.
HANNAH: I don't know anything about it.
REBECCA: How can you say that? The whole community has been talking about nothing else for weeks.
HANNAH: I haven't heard anything.
REBECCA: Then you must not have been listening. You did know that Moses has gone to talk to Pharaoh, not once but many times.
HANNAH: About us leaving Egypt. Yes, I knew that. But nothing will come of it. The Pharaoh is much too determined to keep us here. Our slave labor is of great value to him.
REBECCA: That may be, but something did come of it. Pharaoh has promised to let us go.
HANNAH: He's promised that before and he's always changed his mind at the last moment.
REBECCA: This time the Lord God isn't going to let him change his mind.
HANNAH:
What can the Lord God do about it?
REBECCA: Hannah! I'm surprised at you! The Lord God can do anything.
HANNAH:
Are you so sure about that?
REBECCA: Of course.
HANNAH: If that's true, how come he hasn't gotten us out of Egypt before this?
REBECCA: (Subdued) I'm not sure why. He probably has his reasons. (More optimistically) But I'm sure he's going to do it now.
HANNAH: I wish I shared your optimism but I like to look at things realistically. Moses has gone to Pharaoh nine times already and each time he has refused to let us go. Why should this time be any different?
REBECCA: Because we have been raising our voices to the Lord, the God of our ancestors. And he has heard our voice and seen our affliction, our toil and our oppression.
HANNAH: Yes, we have raised our voices to the Lord. For many, many years. And not one thing about our lives has changed. If anything, the conditions under which we have had to work have grown worse.
REBECCA: That's true. But it's all over now.
HANNAH: How can you say that? If the Lord wanted to make life better for us, he would have made Pharaoh treat us more kindly, given us better wages and nice homes to live in.
REBECCA: What does it matter what Pharaoh does? We're leaving.
HANNAH: (Scornfully) Leaving! Why, we're hundreds of miles away from the land of our ancestors and there's nothing but desert in between. It would take us years! Even if, by some miracle, we should arrive there, you and I would probably be long dead. And then what's our guarantee that the people who live there now would let us in?
REBECCA: But the Lord says ...
HANNAH: Are you sure that's the Lord talking? Or is it just Moses, claiming to be the mouthpiece of God? You know how much he wants this to happen.
REBECCA: (Desperately) We all do!
HANNAH: Speak for yourself, Rebecca. I do not think this is a good idea. At all. And I'm sure this is none of God's doing.
REBECCA: Why should you think that?
HANNAH: Because it doesn't make any sense. It's a foolish, dangerous idea and it could get us all killed.
REBECCA: But ...!
HANNAH: God doesn't work that way. He doesn't take his people out of one bad situation just to put them into another even worse. If he truly wanted to help us, he would do something sensible.
REBECCA: This isn't sensible, to get out of Egypt for good?
HANNAH: Certainly not! He should change Pharaoh's heart - he's capable of that, isn't he? - and make him love us. Then we could stay here in Egypt and enjoy ourselves. There are wonderful things to be had here, good food, fine clothes, beautiful homes - for those that are free persons. And have the money.
REBECCA: (Wildly) And you think Pharaoh would give us the money?
HANNAH:
Why not? If the Lord God made him, he would.
REBECCA: Yes, but ...
HANNAH:
Now what's the problem?
REBECCA: Don't you want to go back to the land of our ancestors? Don't you want to be a free people again in our own homeland?
HANNAH: Of course I want to be free. Who doesn't? But I don't see why it has to be in our own homeland. People from all over the world live here in Egypt, in comfort. Why can't we just join in with the Egyptians and share some of that comfort? I like it here and I want to stay.
REBECCA: But this is an evil country. The Egyptians go against every commandment of God. And they refuse to let us worship freely.
HANNAH: Then God can change that, too. He can make Pharaoh love us enough to give us anything we want. God is all-powerful. He can do this.
REBECCA: But maybe he has a very good reason for wanting us out of here.
HANNAH:
What good reason could he possibly have?
REBECCA: I ... I don't know. But what if he did?
HANNAH: What if? What if? That's not good enough. I need a God who's reasonable, whose ideas make sense to me. And I think staying here is the most reasonable idea I've heard yet.
REBECCA: Then you're not going to pack? You're not coming with us?
HANNAH: Not if I can help it. We're staying right here, me and my sons. After the rest of you are gone, Pharaoh will treat those who remain with more courtesy, I'm sure. They are talented boys. They could be of great use to him in his future dealings with travellers and traders from the north.
REBECCA: But God's plan! What about that?
HANNAH: Rebecca! Nothing will convince me that this harebrained scheme is God's plan.
REBECCA: Nothing? Not even his promises to save us? Not even the way we have been praying day and night for deliverance?
HANNAH: There's deliverance and there's deliverance. Spending the rest of my life wandering in the desert is not my idea of a good time.
REBECCA: But, Hannah! Where's your faith?
HANNAH: If doing stupid things is your idea of faith, then I feel sorry for you.
REBECCA: Okay. But I think God will make it clear to us very soon that this is truly his plan. And then what will you do?
HANNAH: We will see about that when the time comes. If it ever does. Now, hurry up! You have to pack. You're not going to stay behind, are you?
REBECCA: No way! But, Hannah ...!
HANNAH: No "buts"! I've made up my mind. God can take care of me just as well in Egypt as he can in the "Promised Land."
REBECCA: Okay, then. I've got to run.
HANNAH: And so do I. I have an appointment with the Pharaoh's undersecretary to see about a job for my oldest son. I think he'll do very well here.
REBECCA: (Getting down from her stool) Good-bye, Hannah. I'll pray for you.
HANNAH: (Getting down from her stool) Don't waste any prayers on me. It's you who will be needing them. Good-bye.
The women leave in opposite directions.

