Travis and God I
2002 (music begins…Travis walks on stage, happily..whistling)
GOD: Yo, Trav! (Trav stops)
TRAVIS: Yea? (looks around) Who’s that?
GOD: Me.
TRAVIS: (stops, a chuckle, then) Who’s me?
GOD: The big M-E.
TRAVIS: Oh. Would you spell M-E, G-O-D?
GOD: Y-E-S.
TRAVIS: Oh.
GOD: That’s not a word.
TRAVIS: Sorry. Hey! How ya been? I mean, I’ve really missed talkin’ to you, Lord! I talked to you all the time at last year’s camp then it seemed like you sort of went away. What’s the deal? Where you been? (a long beat as he listens for an answer, then) Lord? Lord, you still there?
GOD: Where would I go? I’m everywhere.
TRAVIS: You mean you’ve been right here at Green Pastures all that…..
GOD: I’ve been with you, Trav.
TRAVIS: (a beat, then) Noooo!
GOD: (a beat, then) Yeaaa!
TRAVIS: Oh. Sorry. But I mean..why didn’t you…I mean if you were there all that time, why didn’t you…
GOD: I’m a gentleman, Trav. I don’t butt in. You’ve been busy.
TRAVIS: Yea, and I hope you understand, Lord. I mean, school and sports and…well, you know how a guy can get.
GOD: Yea. I know.
TRAVIS: (a beat, then) You’re hacked off, aren’t you?
GOD: Disappointed. You wanna see me hacked off, try golfing in a lightening storm. Maybe a little bit ….lonely.
TRAVIS: But you gotta understand, Lord. I mean, if I can’t see something it sort of goes out of mind. Hey, I’m a teenager. We’re like that. If you walked up to me everyday….
GOD: I did.
TRAVIS: Huh? You walked up to me? God walked up to me and I didn’t even know it? When?
GOD: Every day. Every minute.
TRAVIS: Maybe…maybe I don’t know what you look like, Lord.
GOD: You should. I’m on the front row.
TRAVIS: No!
GOD: Yea!
TRAVIS: Wow! God’s in the audience! Stand up so we can see you, Lord! This is awesome. Come on, just stand up a minute so I can get a good look at you.
GOD: Okay. Watch close. (a member of the audience stands up)
TRAVIS: But that’s….
GOD: Here I go again….(another audience member stands up)
TRAVIS: But I know these people! They’re not…..I mean, they’re not.
GOD: Wanna bet? I’m in each of you, Trav. All you’ve got to do is.. say hello.
TRAVIS: Hello?
GOD: Hello.
TRAVIS: I’m sorry I’ve sort of strayed away.
GOD: Not as sorry as I am, Trav.
TRAVIS: Forgive me? (a long beat as he listens) Duh. I can’t believe I just asked God if He’ll forgive me.
GOD: That was pretty stupid. The price has already been paid, Trav. Did you get the receipt?
TRAVIS: Receipt? Did you email it?
GOD: No. I hung it on the wall behind you.
TRAVIS: (turns to look at the wall, then turns back slowly) Thanks. I’ve been away Lord, but…
GOD: Yea?
TRAVIS: I’m back.
GOD: Hello.
TRAVIS: Hello.
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