Whilst tidying up the other day I found an old draft of a small skit about Jesus Christ and the psyche ward - this was written sometime around '95 during a day's road trip from Napier to Taupo and back..
| Person | Who is he? |
| Orderly | Don't know, never met him really but he thought was God. |
| Person | God? You mean the God? |
| Orderly | Yea, well - the son of God maybe... |
| Person | Where did you meet him? |
| Orderly | In the psych ward |
| Person | What? You mean the mental hospital? |
| Orderly | Yea, I didn't speak to him much because he got killed |
| Person | You mean dead? Murdered? Gone forever? |
| Orderly | Nothing was proven but there were plenty of witnesses. About 12 or so. It's your choice whether you believe or not. |
| Person | What happened after that? Did they bury him or what? Catch the killer? |
| Orderly | This is where it gets interesting... He was in the morge for 3 days until all the formalities were finalized. *pause* |
| Person | Then what? |
| Orderly | Well I'm not so sure about the details but when they went to get him - he wasn't there. |
| Person | Wasn't there? What do you mean he wasn't there? |
| Orderly | Apparently he had discharged himself that morning. |
| Person | You mean he's alive? You said he was killed? |
| Orderly | Like I said - I don't know the details but that's what's going around. Well - I've got to go, but tell you what - there's going to be a big meet up tonight before the Father comes for him, do you want to come? |
| Person | Sure do - do you think he'd talk to me? |
| Orderly | Yeah.... I'm sure I would. |
The skit was left in a rough initial draft of thoughts and ideas and never really got rewritten or taken beyond the first draft, and was never presented to any drama people at church for feedback or actual delivery, maybe I should reconsider it after 10 years...
I suspect there's a typo here where the orderly says, "the song of God,
maybe."