I couldn't explain it even though I saw it with my own eyes. A woman I knew from the market, too. She ran, screaming, into the square and collapsed in front of God and everybody, just as nude as the day she was born. She lay there, writhing on the ground, but her hands looked pinned in place by some unknown force. Eventually, her eyes and mouth started bleeding. She was yelling the most obscene language, but it wasn't her voice. She sounded like a swarm of locusts, and I'm not making jokes.
Everyone was gathered around, but nobody knew what to do. We could cover her shame, but we would have to approach first. No one wanted to be the first to get near her.
Then, he approached. He touched her and she immediately ceased thrashing. He lent her his cloak. He cleaned the blood from her face. He forgave her sin.
If I never believe in another messiah, I believe in this one.
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I'm not sure how to respond to this, but it's quite well done. It reminds me of things.
ReplyDeleteWow, so amazingly written!
ReplyDeleteThanks. I'm trying to reconcile how to write a demon possession in a children's play.
ReplyDeleteHow do I drive it home without making it hard for them to sleep? How do I make it real for the teenagers without making them laugh.
In Summer 2007, we had a character that was an addict who became the man with Legion (the story went from modern to Bible times; it made sense when you watched it). The teens didn't laugh. If you want to know the contact information for the guy who portrayed the character, let me know.
ReplyDeleteI think, Robby, all you can do is be honest. Demon possession is what it is. I saw someone everyone said was possessed when we did that evangelistic series in India, and I saw something similar at the clinic in Zimbabwe, and, well . . . People laughed. But it wasn't the derision kind of laughter; it was the laughter born of overload.
ReplyDeleteDon't over-dramatize it. Please don't do the thing people do with the black over their eyes. I don't know what else to say, actually, except that you're good at this, and you can do it, and God is the one in charge of it all.
Oh, and you're not responsible for their reactions. You're responsible for telling them the truth. And you're good at that.
Thanks for the faith in me.
ReplyDeleteYeah, Robby, you're a great writer, and your summer at camp will go well. God will bless the effort that you put into its drama. :D
ReplyDeleteThanks.
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