TRAVIS: Hey Lord!
GOD: Hey Travis! Welcome back!
TRAVIS: Thanks. (looking out over the crowd) Gosh…lots of new faces this week.
GOD: Don't ya love it?
TRAVIS: Yeah. But I gotta admit something.
GOD: Go right ahead. This is the weekend to be yourself.
TRAVIS: When I’m performing?
GOD: Yeah?
TRAVIS: I still get nervous.
GOD: Everybody does.
TRAVIS: When I perform?
GOD: No, no…when they perform.
TRAVIS: Yeah, but… I mean..I’ve been doing this for a long time. And it’s even worse when my kids from mime get up to perform. I want them to do well so badly that…heck, sometimes I’m a nervous wreck.
GOD: I know. I’ve watched you during the mime performances. You’re living every moment with the performers. I’m never worried about the kids dancing or doing puppets…it’s the leaders who need to chill.
TRAVIS: So how....you know…how do I get over it?
GOD: Well…let’s do a little performing.
TRAVIS: Now?
GOD: Yeah…if I read the schedule right, this is a performance time isn’t it?
TRAVIS: But this is the time when I just come up here and…
GOD: Show time, Travis! Presenting the World Famous Travis Deaver in his well-known Travis and God routine!
TRAVIS: (just stands there, then…very nervously…completely lost) What was all that about?
GOD: You’re performing.
TRAVIS: I know, but…
GOD: How do you feel?
TRAVIS: Nervous. Confused.
GOD: Good, good. Just go ahead and stand there and whatever you do, don't think about your jeans.
TRAVIS: My jeans?
GOD: They’re pretty wrinkled. You just threw them on Drew’s bed last night and he slept on them.
TRAVIS: (looks at his jeans) Oh my gosh.
GOD: And your hair..you took a shower last night and you’ve had sort of bad hair all day.
TRAVIS: (grabbing his head) My hair?
GOD: And whatever you do, don't give a single thought to the fact that people are staring at you.
TRAVIS: Oh geesh.
GOD: No, no, really..don’t think about any of these things, Travis…Your wrinkled jeans, your scruffy hair, a hundred people looking at you…whatever you do, don't think about any of that. And don't even consider the fact that Maria can dance sweeter than you and Hope can sing higher and Hallie can work puppets faster! Whatever you do, don't think about any of this, Travis!
TRAVIS: (a very long beat as he stands there…doing his Travis-in-the-headlights look, then finally crumbles and cries out) This is terrible!
GOD: I know! I know! What’re you thinking about, Travis?
TRAVIS: Me! All I can think about is me! I’m…I’m paralyzed!
GOD: Yes! Isn’t it great?
TRAVIS: No! It’s terrible! I can’t perform when all I’m thinking about is me! (and it hits him.. a long beat) “When all I’m thinking about is me.”
GOD: Yea. When all you’re thinking about is you. Close your eyes.
TRAVIS: Okay.
GOD: This weekend I’m going to work in the hearts of these people. This weekend I’m going to show them things they’ve never seen before. I’m going to let them drop their masks, stop pretending to be someone else and simply be themselves. This weekend we’re going to see little miracles in our hearts. (a beat) So…how do you feel now, Travis?
TRAVIS: Uh…great.
GOD: And what are you thinking about?
TRAVIS: You. Just you.
GOD: Open your eyes.
TRAVIS: (a beat, then) Now what do I do?
GOD: Anything you want…now that your eyes are open. (a beat, then Travis leaves)
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