CINDY sits in a chair that is a little off-set from the rest
of the chairs. On either side of her are chairs. To her left,
SAMUEL and JERRY occupy the chairs. To her right are RICHARD and
MARLA, plus one empty chair. As lights come up, it seems as if
they've just begun their meeting.
SAMUEL:
Greetings, all. We know what an important meeting this is, so it
is my opinion that we shall begin the meeting
MARLA:
(Raising her hand) Sam, I think it's better stated as a counseling
session, don't you?
SAMUEL:
Why yes. A counseling session. We should begin with prayer. Richard,
will you do the honors?
RICHARD:
I'd be honored. (Bowing solemnly) Oh great God of all who
are perfect and pure, we bring before you one who isn't. Cindy.
Lord, we ask her heart be open to all that we have to say to her,
and that she would receive it in humility. Amen.
ALL: Amen.
JERRY:
(In a kind voice) Now Cynthia
CINDY:
It's just Cindy.
JERRY:
Not anymore. You, from this moment on, shall be called "Cynthia."
CINDY:
Why?
JERRY:
Why? (Still in sweet voice) You've humiliated yourself with
this sin and therefore why would you want to be known as your previous,
sinful self?
RICHARD:
The committee feels, Cynthia, that you need to take some steps to
help yourself.
JERRY:
And we're here to help you do that.
SAMUEL: Sinning and not paying the penalty for that
sin is yet another sin.
CINDY:
But that's not
MARLA:
(Tapping her pencil against her pad) You just keep pilin'
'em on, don't ya? I mean, lady, when are you going to figure this
out? The more sin, the more time you do.
CINDY:
Time I do? You sound like you're putting me in prison.
RICHARD:
I'm afraid you've put yourself in a prison, Cynthia. A prison of
sin.
CINDY:
Look, I know I messed up. I know that. But
MARLA:
Is that all you can say for yourself? But? That's not good enough!
Suddenly
BUBBA walks in.
BUBBA:
Hey guys, what's going on?
CINDY:
(Excited) Bubba!
RICHARD:
Who invited him?
Everyone
mumbles and denies it.
BUBBA:
Hi Cindy. So what's happening?
SAMUEL:
You wouldn't be interested.
JERRY:
Bubba, it's just a meeting, okay? No big deal.
BUBBA:
(Sitting down) A meeting about what?
They resign
that he's not leaving.
RICHARD:
It's a meeting about...
MARLA:
Love. Our love for Cynthia.
BUBBA:
Cindy, you mean?
JERRY:
We're helping Cynthia understand redemption.
RICHARD:
Because of our concern for her.
BUBBA:
Oh, great! Well, I'd love to help, too, in any way I can.
RICHARD:
Alright. Well, as we were saying to Cynthia, she has sinned and
we'd like to help her deal with that "issue" in her life.
BUBBA:
(Turning to CINDY) Cindy, all have sinned and fallen short
of the glory of God. But you know through Jesus Christ you're forgiven
if you just ask
MARLA:
Wait just a minute here. Before we start talking forgiveness, let's
talk about how Cynthia can redeem her good name here at church.
JERRY:
We have set up a 6 month long prayer vigil for you to join just
to make you feel better about yourself before you ask for forgiveness
from us.
BUBBA:
Wait a minute
RICHARD:
And furthermore, we thought publishing your sin in the weekly newsletter
might be an incentive for you to not ever do it again.
MARLA:
That's one way to get people to read it.
BUBBA:
(Standing) Hold on a second
MARLA:
And lastly, we've sacrificed money out of the budget to provide
you with your very own bull whip
BUBBA:
Wait just one minute! (Everyone quiets down) What in the
world do you think you're doing?
MARLA:
(Sourly) We're helping Cynthia in the love of the Lord. Do
you mind?
BUBBA:
What "sin" could possible deem treating her like this?
RICHARD:
Sinsss.
JERRY:
Dave told Alice that Cindy gossiped.
MARLA:
And that's not all. She gluttonous. Bob saw her at supersize her
french fries at McDonald's. I mean, c'mon. How many fries does one
person need really?
Suddenly MARLA loses her grip on something she's been holding
on her lap and twenty-five pencils roll off her lap and onto the
floor. MARLA lunges to the floor to scoop them all up.
MARLA:
(As she's picking up pencils) And there have been reports
that Cindy is selfish and doesn't like to share.
RICHARD:
Can I borrow a pencil?
MARLA:
Get your own.
SAMUEL:
So you can see, Bubba, that we've got quite a list going on here.
BUBBA:
Sounds to me like what you've got going here is a modern day version,
cleverly disguised under the guise of religion, of the woman caught
in adultery.
JERRY:
Who? From our church? I bet it's that Harriett Gibson.
BUBBA:
No, Jerry. From the Bible. In case you're not familiar with the
story, the Pharisees brought a woman in front of Jesus who had been
caught in adultery. They wanted her stoned to death for her sin.
MARLA:
Well good for them!
BUBBA:
You know, Marla, you should better familiarize yourself with some
of the teachings of Jesus.
MARLA:
What do you mean?
BUBBA:
Well the story continues, you see, and Jesus looks at the crowd
and tells them that whoever there hasn't sinned may throw the first
stone at her. (The group grows quiet.) Of course no one threw
a stone. (Another pause) So I guess whoever here is sinless
may (Glances at MARLA) throw the first...pencil.
SAMUEL,
RICHARD, MARLA and JERRY sort of look at each other. SAMUEL leaves
first. Then RICHARD, followed by JERRY. MARLA pauses, looks at
her pencils, then leaves.
CINDY:
You know, Bubba, what they said about me is true. I did sin.
BUBBA:
Let me tell you another truth. You are forgiven through Jesus Christ.
Lights fade.