Three Words
Drama
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(The monologue can be done simply as a stand-alone, or use your imagination to create a set where someone chooses to have a conversation with God)
Dear God: Please forgive me. I've done something incredibly stupid. Or maybe it would be more accurate to say, I neglected to do something I should have done. It wasn't intentional, it just sort of didn't occur to me, exactly. Not until I read my Bible verse for the day. Then, it hit me over the head like a sledgehammer. I've read that same verse many times before. Other people have read that verse to me. Yet, I never realized. I'm probably not making this any better with my rambling.
Three basic words, on which nations have been lost and won. Feuds and families have been torn or mended by these words. Just three simple words, and yet I can't remember the last time I said them to you. I'm sure I must have spoken them. I can remember singing them to you. The lyricist at least got the message, even if I didn't. It's not as if I didn't mean the words; I did. If someone had asked me the question, I would have answered positively, faithfully, unswervingly, yes.
I just didn't think about saying them to you every day in the quiet of my prayers. I should have said it a million times through the years. (Wryly) After all, I don't hesitate to thank you for all the wonderful things that you've done for me. I frequently ask forgiveness for the many sins I've committed. I never fail to ask you for many favors for myself, my friends, and my church. I always ask for your guidance and protection. And yet I have failed you, yet again, when I could have given you a gift, so simple, and yet so wonderful.
Let me correct this error, once and for all, loud and clear with three glorious words. I love you. I know actions speak louder than words, and I pray I have done many things in the past to let you know how I feel about you. I pray that throughout the world in every language, there are a zillion voices yelling, "I love you." Not just singing your praises or thanking you for your gifts but saying, "I love you." How many times have I wanted to hear the words that I am loved? I expected these words of reassurance from you and other people. So, let me give them to you, Lord. I love you, with all my heart, my mind, and my soul. Amen.
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Dear God: Please forgive me. I've done something incredibly stupid. Or maybe it would be more accurate to say, I neglected to do something I should have done. It wasn't intentional, it just sort of didn't occur to me, exactly. Not until I read my Bible verse for the day. Then, it hit me over the head like a sledgehammer. I've read that same verse many times before. Other people have read that verse to me. Yet, I never realized. I'm probably not making this any better with my rambling.
Three basic words, on which nations have been lost and won. Feuds and families have been torn or mended by these words. Just three simple words, and yet I can't remember the last time I said them to you. I'm sure I must have spoken them. I can remember singing them to you. The lyricist at least got the message, even if I didn't. It's not as if I didn't mean the words; I did. If someone had asked me the question, I would have answered positively, faithfully, unswervingly, yes.
I just didn't think about saying them to you every day in the quiet of my prayers. I should have said it a million times through the years. (Wryly) After all, I don't hesitate to thank you for all the wonderful things that you've done for me. I frequently ask forgiveness for the many sins I've committed. I never fail to ask you for many favors for myself, my friends, and my church. I always ask for your guidance and protection. And yet I have failed you, yet again, when I could have given you a gift, so simple, and yet so wonderful.
Let me correct this error, once and for all, loud and clear with three glorious words. I love you. I know actions speak louder than words, and I pray I have done many things in the past to let you know how I feel about you. I pray that throughout the world in every language, there are a zillion voices yelling, "I love you." Not just singing your praises or thanking you for your gifts but saying, "I love you." How many times have I wanted to hear the words that I am loved? I expected these words of reassurance from you and other people. So, let me give them to you, Lord. I love you, with all my heart, my mind, and my soul. Amen.
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