Dramatic Monologue
Funny thing what you can do with a story, how you can read into it what isn't even there until the facts of the story itself begin to say what you keep bringing to it. You pick up a story for the first time and you begin to read, filling in the missing pieces with your own imagination. The next time you read the story again, it's as if those bits and pieces you've added were ac...
Jesus was a traveling preacher and a teacher. His ministry officially began when he selected a handful of men to follow him. Among them were two sets of brothers, Simon and Andrew, James and John, whom he recruited at the shore of the lake. But the actual number of people who followed was usually much larger. I know this for a fact because I was part of that larger crowd.
Everyday people came loo...
Dramatic Monologue
My name is Malchus and I'm but one of the many slaves owned by the high priest. Someone once asked me how many of us there were all told and I couldn't even make a guess, so I answered "Oh about enough to populate a small city." Could have been that many, too, counting everybody: men, women, and children.
We cleaned, cooked, took care of the stables, guarded the Palace -- in f...
Dramatic Monologue
My name is Simon Bar-Jona. And for years I carried that name with pride. Simon-- a strong name, said my mother-- a dependable name, said my father-- a name you can be proud of, said friends and neighbors. "Your great-grandfather's name," everyone reminded me. And I was proud to carry his name as my own.
Then one day Jesus began calling me "Peter" and the name stuck. Soon that'...
A Dramatic Monologue
My name is James and I was one of the twelve selected by Jesus to follow him. I still remember the first time I saw him. I looked down the shore of the lake down to where Simon and Andrew were fishing and I saw a stranger approach.
Usually Dad, my younger brother, and I were first to reach the shore of the lake to begin a day of fishing, but for some reason that morning Simo...