The Perfect Gift

by Sharon-Kathleen Corner

One person standing on stage, holding a gift, looking around, second person soon shows up.

A:   Hey there!

B:  Hi, sorry I am late, camel accident down the street, wagons backed up, it’s a mess.

A:  Oh, yeah, I heard about that, I took the back alleys to avoid it.   Last time I got near a camel jam, one spit all over me. 

B:  Ah, disgusting to be sure.

A:   Right, and I didn’t want to ruin my party clothes.  

B:  You are dressed up very nicely….(frowns)…uh, Party?

A:  Sure!  I am ready! 

B:  Party…..?

A:   Sure, didn’t you say we were getting gifts?

B:  Well, sorta….

A:  I figured you were talking about a gift exchange, so….(show package) here’s my gift.  It’s a silly gift, hope that’s right.

B:  Silly gift?

A:  Yeah, it’s this silly candy my older brother created.   It looks like a normal piece of candy, but it never disappears.  You just keep chewing and chewing it.   He thinks he can sell it…I think he is a fool.

B:  Chewing candy?  Party?  Gift?

A:  Why do you keep repeating everything I say?

B:  I think I gave you the wrong idea.

A:  Oh.  (frowns) so we aren’t going to a party?
B:  No.

A:  And there isn’t a gift exchange?

B:  No, well, yes, no...kind of, but not so really exchange really?

A:  No, kinda yes?   And you wonder why I am confused?

B:  (shakes head and moves hands in front of him as if wiping slate clean).  Let’s start this over.  I am bringing you to the gift.

A:   (Frowns, very confused)  To the gift?  How big is this gift you bought me?  Did you buy me a camel?

B:  A camel – WHAT?  NO!

A:   A cow?  I could always use a good cow.

B:  No!  I am not bringing you to a cow!  Actually, the gift is really small, but it is the biggest gift of all.

A:  Ah, a riddle, I like riddles.

B:  No, not a riddle, just the perfect gift.

A:   The perfect gift? What is the perfect gift?

B:  A gift from our Father.

A:   OUR Father?   You and I don’t have the same father, we aren’t even related. 

B:   The father we share is God and I am bringing you to the Son of God.

A:  (Silent, mouth opens and closes a few times) Son of who?

B:  Son of God.

A:   God has a Son?

B:  Yup, and He was born, across town, in a stable.  

A:  The Son of God was born across town?  Why?

B:  What do you mean why?  It says He would be born and He has been born.

A:   It says what where?
B:  You know, In the book of our Lord, it says Isaiah 9:6: “For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.”  God said it would be, and so it is.

A:   Wait, you said in a stable?
B:  Yeah.

A:  You seriously expect me to believe the Son of God was born in a stable? 

B:  Yeah.

A:  No.

B:  Look, the book only says He is going to be born, it doesn’t say he is going be born in Ceasar’s Palace.

A:   Why would God give us His Son as a gift?

B:  My dad said that God sent His Son as the perfect gift, and I came to get you, because I want to share the gift with you.

A:  oh…wow.  That’s really special, B. 

B:   Well, you are really special to me, and I wanted to show that to you.

A:  Well, wow…I guess we should go then.  Hey, do you want to go and grab Martha? 

B:  Sure!   Let’s share the Him with as many people as we can!

(as they walk off stage)

A:  Hey, do you want this chewing candy?   Tastes pretty sweet, and you can chew it forever.

B:   I don’t know, chewing makes my gums hurt.

A:  Chewing gum?