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 Simon and Andrew had a head start.

So while we were still mending our nets, they were already off shore casting for the first catch. Had we been busy as they were, I might not have looked off down the shoreline as I did.

But net mending is the kind of work that allows you to stare off into space once in a while. When my eyes glanced down the shore of the lake I saw the stranger as he stood at the wa…