FOUL!
A Sketch
Two people - men or women. Bert or Beth, Arnie or Annie. We are in Bert’s house. The door bell rings. Bert answers the door.
Bert: (Opening the door) Hi, Arnie, what’s up?
Arnie: (Entering) You’re dressed up awfully spiffy! (The tone is accusatory)
Bert: (Grinning) I like to think so!
Arnie: I thought we could do a little golf today.
Bert: Yeah, it’s a pity we had to cancel our game yesterday.
Arnie: So much for the weather channel. They predicted “sunny with a small chance of rain”.
Bert: Instead we got “rainy with a small chance of sun”!
Arnie: So how about that game today? Not a cloud in the sky.
Bert: Can’t. I’m tied up.
Arnie: Don’t see any ropes.
Bert: (Chuckles) It’s Sunday morning.
Arnie: And a perfect day.
Bert: It is a perfect day, isn’t it?
Arnie: So how about it? (Swings an imaginary golf club)
Bert: I’m going to church.
Arnie: But you go every week!
Bert: Guilty as charged.
Arnie: Surely you can skip church one week when the weather’s as glorious as this! There won’t be many more chances like this before winter hits.
Bert: Well, I made two decisions when I realized that God would stick by me through fair weather and foul.
Arnie: Yeah? What two decisions?
Bert: One — that I wouldn’t be a fair weather Christian.
Arnie: I’ve heard of fair weather friends. What’s a fair weather Christian?
Bert: Someone who trusts God only when things are going well. As soon as a trial hits, their faith hits the dirt.
Arnie: Okay, okay. I hate to ask, but what was the second decision?
Bert: That I wouldn’t be just a foul weather church-goer!
Curtain
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