CHARACTER NEEDED – BIBLE SKETCHES
Character Needed,
by Robert Allen, published by Regular Baptist Press, includes 33 skits
illustrating the truths of each of the verses in Proverbs 15. These Character
Needed – Bible Sketches are designed to accompany those contemporary plays,
illustrating the same character traits by use of a Bible story.
CHARACTER NEEDED
THE RICH FOOL
Proverbs 15:16
Luke 12:16-20
Character Trait: Contentment
Cast of Characters
Narrator
Farmer
Morrow
Charles
Eben
NARRATOR: It had been a beautiful summer for
growing corn. Plenty of moisture at the
beginning of the growing season when it was needed. Lots of warm days to encouraged the stalks to
grow straight and tall. And now a
beautiful harvest time. The trees had
all changed to their autumn coats and they stood in resplendent glory, watching
as the crops were taken in from the fields.
Farmer Morrow had enjoyed a particularly good year.
FARMER: Yes, indeed. It has been a capital, number one,
super-duper year for growing corn. Tell
me again, Charles. How many acres did we
have in corn this year?
CHARLES: Five hundred, sir.
FARMER: Five hundred acres of
corn. Oh, that is magnificent! That’s more than any other farmer in the
entire country. It’s so wonderful to
have so much land. Why, in land alone I
must be the richest man around. Tell me,
Charles, how many bushels to the acre are we averaging?
CHARLES: More than ever before, sir.
FARMER: More than ever before. This is the greatest corn crop I have even
grown. Just think of all the things I’ll
be able to buy when this crop is sold. I
think I’ll buy a new house to start with.
I’ve always wanted the biggest house in town and now I can have it. And then…
CHARLES: Sir?
FARMER: What is it, Charles? Can’t you see I’m busy, planning how to spend
my money?
CHARLES: There’s someone to see you, sir.
FARMER: Who is it? I can’t be bothered with people. I have to take care of all this money I
have. Houses and lands and more
equipment and furniture. Those are the
important things. Why are you bothering
me with people?
CHARLES: It’s your foreman, sir.
FARMER: My foreman? Well, why didn’t you say so. Send him in, send him in! He probably has some more good news to report
about my wonderful farm. This has been
such a good year for corn. Well, Eben,
what is it?
EBEN: I have some good news and
some bad news, sir.
FARMER: Well, let’s have the good news
first. Then you can give the bad news to
Charles here. He takes all my bad news
for me.
EBEN: The good news, sir, is
that the corn crop is going to be even bigger than we expected.
FARMER: Wonderful! I’ll be the richest man in the world. I’ll be able to buy that farm from the old
widow Henri. Then I’ll own all the land
between here and Bethlehem. That’s terrific news.
EBEN: But the olive crop was
also bigger than we expected.
FARMER: Is that the bad news? That’s the most wonderful news I’ve heard in
years. I’ll be able to get a corner on
the olive market and force old Mr. Cohen out of business. Then I can buy his vineyard like I’ve always
wanted to do.
EBEN: But sir, you don’t
understand. We have filled the barns
with olives and it’s not time to sell them yet.
So with the barns full we don’t have room for the corn.
FARMER: You call that bad news? Pull down those small barns and build bigger
ones. We’ll build the biggest barns between
here and Bethlehem. That’s the land I’m going to own, anyway,
from here to Bethlehem. I’ll be the richest man in the world.
CHARLES: But, sir? What will you do with all that money? And what about all the people who will have
to move if you buy their farms? What
will happen to them?
FARMER: Do I care? Life is made up of things. I’ll tell you what I’ll do. I’ll retire and take it easy. I’ll hire a new cook and have him fix me six
meals a day. I’ll eat and I’ll drink,
and I’ll be the happiest man in the entire world. I have to be the happiest man if I’m the
richest man.
NARRATOR: So the rich farmer went to bed that
night and dreamt about corn and olives and bigger barns and new houses. He dreamt about eating and drinking and being
happy. But sometime during the night
there came a knock on the door.
FARMER: Yes? Who is it?
CHARLES: It’s me, sir.
FARMER: What do you want?
CHARLES: Well, I’m not certain what it
means, but there’s a message that has just come for you. The man who brought it said it was a message
from God.
FARMER: From God? A message from God? Wow!
That’s really something. I guess
He noticed I’m the richest man in the world and wanted to congratulate me or
something. All right. Go ahead and read it.
CHARLES: Well, it says, “Thou fool. This night thy soul shall be required of
thee. Then whose shall those things be
which thou hast provided?”
FARMER: Thou fool? Thou fool?
NARRATOR: Those were the last words the rich
farmer ever spoke. That night he died
right then in his bed, and the next day they had the funeral. It was still a beautiful harvest, and they
took in more corn than they had ever taken in.
They went ahead and built bigger barns.
But none of that did any good for the rich man. He had made abundant preparation for this
life. But now he was in the next life,
and he hadn’t made any preparation at all for that. I guess God really was right when he called
him a fool.
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