By Warren Judkins
Two temple guards discuss the signifance of the arrival of Mary and Joseph to present their baby.
Two temple guards (A is slightly more colourful, B a little more reverent)
A: There you are... welcome back! How did you get off Temple duty?
B: Believe me, I wasn't trying! Had a prang.
A: Ooo - nasty.
B: Yup, but the other guy's worse off - he had an import. Llama, or something.
A: Write off?
B: No, but a couple of flat hooves and boy, was he spitting.
A: Well, you missed a beauty. Should have seen who we had here in the Temple.
A: This young couple, all gooey over their firstborn.
B: What's so unusual about that? Get those all the time. Makes me ill, all that mushy stuff.
A: What was different was, you know those two old cranks who always wander around in here.
B: Yeah, I know them, but be a bit nice - they may be a little nutty, but they're God-fearing folk. And didn't anyone ever tell you to respect your elders?
A: Yes, and I'm older than you, so watch it, baby-face!
A: Anyway, these ... ahem, dear people (glare)... started spouting off about the little tyke, as if he were the greatest thing since unleavened bread.
B: That good, huh.
A: yeah. Ol' Simeon even said, 'This is it!'
B: What, you mean his time had come!?
A: Actually, that's more or less what he did say.
B: Go on!
A: Na, he said, 'let your servant depart in peace, for my eyes have seen your salvation'.
B: Simeon said that about this baby?
B: Some baby!
A: What do you make of it?
B: Donor kebabs, mostly.
A: Not the pita bread, you unleavened Levite ... the baby!
B: (is thoughtful for a while) Simeon was always hanging out for - for the birth of the Saviour. (They look at each other silently for a moment.)
A: (shakes his head curiously) Naa ... (B nods frantically, A nods too) Yeahh...!
B: The Messiah!
A: The promised One.
B: That changes things around here a bit, doesn't it.
A: What do you mean?
B: When he grows up and comes here...
A: ...God's house ...
B: ...it'll seem a bit like... home, if you know what I mean. And isn't it going to be a bit strange, praying to heaven when this Saviour's right here with us?
A: Come on, it's not like this kid's God or anything.
B: (laughs shallowly) Yeah... naa... yeah...naa...well (sobers) ... maybe. Yeah! (they look at each other wide-eyed)
A: God, here on earth? (At length, turning to exit) Well, this changes things...
Narrator: (as they cross stage) And the word became flesh and dwelt among us. And we have seen his glory, the glory of the only son of the Father.
A: (exiting) What did the little fella look like?
B: Beautiful, he had the cutest nose...
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