(The Called is sitting in a church pew reading her bible. The Tempter keeps pushing her attention somewhere else. Beside her the phone rings over and over. Finally however, The Called reluctantly answers it while The Tempter grimaces and acts disappointed and angry.)
Called:…Hello? Hello? Excuse me? This is God? THE God? Wow.
Narrator: That’s how it all begins. God is calling and calling for us, but sometimes it takes us awhile to hear the phone. Some notice early in life…some later. Some need to see a burning bush or a blinding light. Others just need to see that their lives are going nowhere and the things they keep pushing aside as interruptions are really a ringing phone. God calling. God trying and trying and trying to get our attention.
Called:: Excuse me, God, I don’t mean to be rude, but why would YOU be calling ME? I mean, don’t you keep pretty busy with all the preachers and the pope and all? Are you sure this isn’t a wrong number? This is just me, here. Hey, are you calling collect?
(The Tempter is clearly agitated and tries to end the conversation by pointing out other interesting things.)
Called:: you want me to do what!? You want me to serve you? Sure, no problem. I’m already in church, I guess I go to the evening service too. How about I attend another bible study? I might even listen to David and sing louder or… oh, don’t sing louder… it’s that bad? I thought you said make a joyful noise? OH, it should be joyful to hear too huh? Well I am awfully busy but I can probably squeeze you in for something somewhere, what’ll it be? Hey, I can join the prayer chain… WHAT!