Setting: The skit opens with a man frantically searching for
something.
Karen: (off stage) Honey, are you almost ready? We need
to leave soon.
Paul: (calls back) Not yet, I’m looking for something.
Karen: (enters) What are you looking for?
Paul: My joy. I can’t seem to find it anywhere.
Karen: Did you look in the garage? Maybe you left it in your new
Chevy truck.
Paul: No, I looked there already. It’s not there.
Karen: Told you we should have gotten the Ford.
Paul: Hey, wait a minute, it might be in my other pant’s
pocket. I got a coupon for a free Coke the other day. (he goes to
retrieve the coupon & comes back)
Karen: Was it there?
Paul: No. I found the coupon but not the joy. It’s got to be
around here somewhere though.
Karen: When did you have it last?
Paul: (thinking) Hmmm...I don’t remember.
Karen: Did you have it at work?
Paul: (gives her a glaring look) Are you kidding? I’ve
never had joy at work!
Karen: How about at church then? I know you’ve had joy at
church.
Paul: Come to think of it, I did have it last week.
Karen: Okay then, it’s got to be there.
Paul: I’ll call the pastor and see if he found it. (picks
up a telephone and dials) Hi, Pastor ___________ (insert pastor’s
name), this is Paul. I was just wondering if you’d seen my joy
laying around at church this week. I seem to have misplaced it.
(listens for moment, then responds) When did I have it last?
Well, I think it was during the children’s program. (listens, then
responds) Yes, the children are very precious. (listens, then
responds) Yes, Susan (or insert your children’s director’s
name) does a great job with the kids. (listens, the responds) Yes,
they all looked cute in their costumes.
Actually pastor, I was referring to the moment when little Johnny McKay
fell off the risor and took 3 or 4 of the other kids with him, knocking
over all the music stands. There was paper floating down from the sky like
a mini snow storm. Now that was joyous thing!
(Karen, who’s been listening to the phone conversation punches Paul
in the arm)
Paul: Oww! (gives Karen a grimacing look) Never mind
pastor. Whatever joy I might have found is gone again. Thanks anyway. (hangs
up the phone) Well, any other ideas?
Karen: (thinks for a second) Wait a minute, Paul, I think
I know where it is. I know where your joy is!
Paul: Where?
Karen: It’s at your mothers. That woman can suck the joy out
of anything!
Paul: Very funny. (pause) Hold on, I know exactly where
it is. How could I have forgotten?
Karen: Where?
Paul: The refrigerator.