Simon the Zealot

A month of so ago, I let myself be roped into directing a cheesy little number called the living last supper. A baker's dozen worth of guys get up and pretend to be the apostles at the last supper, stepping out of the tableau to speak their piece and step back. The docent sets up the premise and then melts away.

One of the guys who knows everyone drafted the actors, I guess that makes him the producer. I sent the guys (and the female docent) the script and they all picked the one that spoke to them or took what was left over. I met with each side once before we all met together. Then on Sunday, we all got together and ran it a couple times. Last night when we finally had everyone, we run through it twice.

Funny how what reads so cheesy on a page comes to life when spoken by honest, earnest people who will step aside and let the character's story come out. I did not so much direct as encourage and get out of the way. Now if I were to share any of the script, it would be out of context and sound artificial, but when I hear especially these words spoken, they hit me where I live and breath. What a privilege it has been to be a small part of this special project.

Simon the Zealot:
In military language, I suppose I would say I have unconditionally and completely surrendered myself to Him, to think His thoughts, to love as He loves and whom He loves, to obey as He obeys, to serve as He serves. This surrender has not imprisoned me; rather, it has set me free for the first time in my life. I am afraid of Rome no longer. She is mighty, but God is ALL-mighty. We will conquer her by out living, and out loving her in the name of the One God, whom Jesus, His Son, has revealed to us.

Comments