Dinner With The King
Drama
Dinner With The King
Communion Dramas For Youth
Characters
Reader
King
Servant
Guests (four, one female)
Group
Poor
Sick
Lame
Number
Naked
Dead
Sinner
Lost Sheep
Stranger
Last Person
Props
Throne
Scroll or rolled up paper
Bell
Clipboard and pencil
Labels (for group)
Wheelchair
Setting
This drama takes place in the front of the sanctuary. The "throne" is placed in the center. The bell, scroll, clipboard, and pencil are placed on the throne. The baptismal font needs to be visible to the congregation.
The Group members need labels so the congregation recognizes them. Costuming is not necessary, but will add to the presentation. These actors are asked to kneel before the King, so make this as comfortable for them as possible.
Reader: (goes to lectern) One of the dinner guests, on hearing this, said to him, "Blessed is anyone who will eat bread in the kingdom of God!" Then Jesus said to him, "Someone gave a great dinner and invited many. At the time for the dinner he sent his slave to say to those who had been invited, 'Come; for everything is ready now.' But they all alike began to make excuses. The first said to him, 'I have bought a piece of land, and I must go out and see it; please accept my apologies.' Another said, 'I have bought five yoke of oxen, and I am going to try them out; please accept my apologies.' Another said, 'I have just been married, and therefore I cannot come.' So the slave returned and reported this to his master. Then the owner of the house became angry and said to his slave, 'Go out at once into the streets and lanes of the town and bring in the poor, the crippled, the blind, and the lame.' And the slave said, 'Sir, what you ordered has been done, and there is still room.' Then the master said to the slave, 'Go out into the roads and lanes, and compel people to come in, so that my house may be filled.' " (sits down)
(King enters, sits on throne, and rings a bell. Servant enters and bows.)
King: I have decided to have a dinner for my friends. Here is a list of the people I want you to invite. (hands scroll to Servant)
Servant: (takes scroll from the King) Yes, Your Majesty. (bows to King then goes to Guest 1)
Servant: The King has sent me to invite you to the palace next Sunday. He is having a dinner.
Guest 1: What's on the menu?
Servant: Bread and wine.
Guest 1: Any peanut butter?
Servant: No, no peanut butter.
Guest 1: Then tell the King I won't be coming. I never eat bread without peanut butter.
Servant: (goes to Guest 2 --amust be a female) The King sent me to invite you to the palace next Sunday. He's having a dinner.
Guest 2: Who is going to be there?
Servant: A lot of people.
Guest 2: Like who, for instance?
Servant: Well, I know for certain the King's Son will be there.
Guest 2: Is he cute?
Servant: Not especially.
Guest 2: You better tell the King I won't be there. I never eat with people unless they are as cute as me.
Servant: (goes to Guest 3) The King has sent me to invite you to the palace next Sunday. He's having a dinner.
Guest 3: Is he giving away any prizes?
Servant: I suppose, in a way, he is.
Guest 3: Like what?
Servant: Forgiveness of sins, love, peace, joy, hope.
Guest 3: How about big screen TVs? Is the King giving away any big screen TVs?
Servant: I don't think so.
Guest 3: Sorry. I don't need any of that stuff you talked about, but I do need a new television.
Servant: (goes to Guest 4) The King sent me to invite you to the palace next Sunday. He's having a dinner.
Guest 4: What King? You mean Elvis is alive?
Servant: I'm not talking about Elvis. I'm talking about your King!
Guest 4: I don't have a King. This is America. We did away with kings.
Servant: You didn't get rid of this King. This King is still in business. This country is still part of his kingdom.
Guest 4: For some people this might be his kingdom, but not for me. I don't have a King, and I don't need a King.
Servant: So you won't be coming to the King's dinner?
Guest 4: Not unless the King is Elvis and the dinner is at Graceland.
Servant: Sorry. I can give you "Graceland," but I can't give you Elvis.
Servant: (reports to King) Your Majesty, I invited your guests to your dinner, but none of them want to come. To tell the truth, I don't think they are your friends.
King: My Son told me they were his friends. Any friends of his are friends of mine.
Servant: If they are friends of yours, why won't they come to your dinner?
King: They will, when they get hungry enough.
Servant: But, what about next Sunday? We have that big table and no one is going to be there for the dinner.
(Group gathers together in the center of the room)
King: (points at the group) I see some people out there. Go and invite them to my dinner.
Servant: But, who are they?
King: Ask them. They will tell you. (hands clipboard and pencil to Servant)
Servant: (Servant goes to Group, bringing along a clipboard and pencil) The King is having a dinner at the palace next Sunday. There will be bread and wine, no peanut butter. The King's Son will be there and, no, he isn't especially cute. There will be free gifts of forgiveness and salvation for everyone. Although the address of the palace is "Graceland," the King isn't Elvis. How many of you would like to be a guest at the King's dinner?
(Group members raise their hands)
Servant: Okay, come forward one at a time so that I can write down your names.
(Poor comes forward)
Servant: Your name, please.
Poor: I am poor.
Servant: Poor? Okay, but do you have a name?
Poor: At last count I had more than two billion names. Is there room for me at the King's dinner?
Servant: You know? There is. The King has this huge banquet table, I never understood why it was so big. I'll bet he planned it that way because he knew you would be coming. (writes on clipboard)
(Poor kneels before King; Sick comes forward)
Servant: Who are you?
Sick: I'm sick.
Servant: I can see that. You look terrible. You need a good meal.
Sick: I need more than food.
Servant: The King's meal is more than food. We're talking here about the body and blood of Jesus. The best medicine in the universe. (writes on clipboard)
(Sick kneels before King; Lame comes forward in wheelchair)
Servant: Who might you be?
Lame: The lame, the blind, the deaf. I can't walk, or see, or hear.
Servant: Can you eat?
Person: I can if I can get to the table. Is it wheelchair accessible?
Servant: Are you kidding? The King invented accessibility. He has this big cross-shaped ramp going right into his banquet hall. (writes on clipboard)
(Lame goes to King; Number comes forward)
Servant: What's your name?
Number: Number 69387.
Servant: Who picked out a name like that, your mom or your dad?
Number: The judge. I live in a cell at the state prison.
Servant: Can you get to the King's dinner?
Number: Does he deliver? Domino's Pizza delivers.
Servant: (shouts to King) Do you deliver? (writes on clipboard)
King: My Son delivers. He is bringing food to prisons all the time.
(Number kneels before King; Naked comes forward)
Servant: Who are you?
Naked: I'm naked.
Servant: No, you're not.
Naked: Not now. Give me a break. I'm in a church full of people.
Servant: But, otherwise you would be naked?
Naked: That's right. Do I have to wear clothes to be a guest at the banquet of the King?
Servant: When you come in, the King will give you something to wear. He gives something to wear to everyone who comes to his banquet.
Naked: Is it something nice?
Servant: I'll say. It's the perfect goodness of his Son, Jesus. He made clothes out of it. That's what we all wear when we have dinner with the King. (writes on clipboard)
(Naked kneels before King; Dead comes forward)
Servant: Who are you?
Dead: I'm dead.
Servant: So am I. It's been a long day.
Dead: I'm not dead-tired. I'm a dead person. I am all the people of the earth who have died.
Servant: I didn't think dead people ate meals.
Dead: I don't know about that. This is the first meal I have been invited to since I died.
Servant: Well then, since you are invited, the King must want you to come. Are you hungry? (writes on clipboard)
Dead: I sure am. Being dead gives a person a real appetite for a meal where the main course is the Bread of Life.
(Dead kneels before King; Sinner comes forward)
Servant: Name, please.
Sinner: I don't know my name. People just call me Sinner.
Servant: Oh ... oh!
Sinner: Oh, oh, what?
Servant: The King gave me a note about you. Here it is. It reads: "Sinner can't come to my banquet unless he takes a bath."
Sinner: A bath? Where?
Servant: (points to baptismal font) See that baptism font? That's where you take your bath.
Sinner: Will I fit?
Servant: You'll fit. In baptism, one size fits all. One more thing, after your bath you'll have a new name.
Sinner: What name?
Servant: Saint. At the King's banquet your name tag will read "God's Saint." (writes on clipboard)
(Sinner kneels before King; Lost Sheep comes forward)
Servant: Name?
Lost Sheep: Sheep.
Servant: Sheep?
Lost Sheep: That's right, Sheep. L. Sheep.
Servant: And the "L" is for?
Lost Sheep: Lost
Servant: So you are the famous Lost Sheep we read about in the Bible?
Lost Sheep: That's me.
Servant: And you would like to go to the King's banquet?
Lost Sheep: Yes, I would. But, I'm lost. How can I find my way there if I'm lost?
Servant: Don't worry. There is a shepherd out there looking just for you. He is going to find you. When he does, he will take you to the palace of the king. (writes on clipboard)
(Lost Sheep kneels before King; Stranger has been standing away from rest of Group; Servant calls out to him)
Servant: You over there. Come here.
(Stranger comes forward)
Servant: Who are you, and why are you standing by yourself?
Stranger: I'm alone. I'm a stranger.
Servant: Then, where is your mask?
Stranger: What?
Servant: I thought you said you were the Lone Ranger.
Stranger: I said, I am alone. I am a stranger.
Servant: (uses a "cowboy" accent) Well then, tell me "stranger," how did you all come to be in these here parts?
Stranger: I just keep moving, but no matter where I go, no one ever invites me in or makes me feel welcome.
Servant: You sure came to the right place today. The King's door is wide open, and he has put out the welcome mat, just for you.
Stranger: But the King doesn't know me. I am a stranger, remember?
Servant: You might be a stranger to the world, but the King knows you. He has always known you. He knew you before you were born. You have never been a stranger to him. You have always been a special friend. (writes on clipboard)
(Stranger kneels before King; Last Person comes forward)
Servant: Well, you seem to be the last person. What's your name?
Last Person: Last Person.
Servant: Why doesn't that surprise me? Are you always the last person in every line?
Last Person: That's the way it has been so far. Everyone else pushes their way ahead of me.
Servant: Well, Last Person, I've been given a note about you, too. It says, "Make sure Last Person is first in line for my banquet." It's signed, "The King."
Last Person: This King sure does things in a different way than everyone else.
Servant: Indeed he does! There is a word for it. The word is "Grace." The King calls it "Justice." The King's Son calls it "Love." (writes on clipboard)
(Last Person and Servant kneel before King)
King: (to the congregation) My banquet hall is being filled, but there is still room at the table for you. All these people are my guests. Join them, and join my Son, at the family meal of his church.
Reader
King
Servant
Guests (four, one female)
Group
Poor
Sick
Lame
Number
Naked
Dead
Sinner
Lost Sheep
Stranger
Last Person
Props
Throne
Scroll or rolled up paper
Bell
Clipboard and pencil
Labels (for group)
Wheelchair
Setting
This drama takes place in the front of the sanctuary. The "throne" is placed in the center. The bell, scroll, clipboard, and pencil are placed on the throne. The baptismal font needs to be visible to the congregation.
The Group members need labels so the congregation recognizes them. Costuming is not necessary, but will add to the presentation. These actors are asked to kneel before the King, so make this as comfortable for them as possible.
Reader: (goes to lectern) One of the dinner guests, on hearing this, said to him, "Blessed is anyone who will eat bread in the kingdom of God!" Then Jesus said to him, "Someone gave a great dinner and invited many. At the time for the dinner he sent his slave to say to those who had been invited, 'Come; for everything is ready now.' But they all alike began to make excuses. The first said to him, 'I have bought a piece of land, and I must go out and see it; please accept my apologies.' Another said, 'I have bought five yoke of oxen, and I am going to try them out; please accept my apologies.' Another said, 'I have just been married, and therefore I cannot come.' So the slave returned and reported this to his master. Then the owner of the house became angry and said to his slave, 'Go out at once into the streets and lanes of the town and bring in the poor, the crippled, the blind, and the lame.' And the slave said, 'Sir, what you ordered has been done, and there is still room.' Then the master said to the slave, 'Go out into the roads and lanes, and compel people to come in, so that my house may be filled.' " (sits down)
(King enters, sits on throne, and rings a bell. Servant enters and bows.)
King: I have decided to have a dinner for my friends. Here is a list of the people I want you to invite. (hands scroll to Servant)
Servant: (takes scroll from the King) Yes, Your Majesty. (bows to King then goes to Guest 1)
Servant: The King has sent me to invite you to the palace next Sunday. He is having a dinner.
Guest 1: What's on the menu?
Servant: Bread and wine.
Guest 1: Any peanut butter?
Servant: No, no peanut butter.
Guest 1: Then tell the King I won't be coming. I never eat bread without peanut butter.
Servant: (goes to Guest 2 --amust be a female) The King sent me to invite you to the palace next Sunday. He's having a dinner.
Guest 2: Who is going to be there?
Servant: A lot of people.
Guest 2: Like who, for instance?
Servant: Well, I know for certain the King's Son will be there.
Guest 2: Is he cute?
Servant: Not especially.
Guest 2: You better tell the King I won't be there. I never eat with people unless they are as cute as me.
Servant: (goes to Guest 3) The King has sent me to invite you to the palace next Sunday. He's having a dinner.
Guest 3: Is he giving away any prizes?
Servant: I suppose, in a way, he is.
Guest 3: Like what?
Servant: Forgiveness of sins, love, peace, joy, hope.
Guest 3: How about big screen TVs? Is the King giving away any big screen TVs?
Servant: I don't think so.
Guest 3: Sorry. I don't need any of that stuff you talked about, but I do need a new television.
Servant: (goes to Guest 4) The King sent me to invite you to the palace next Sunday. He's having a dinner.
Guest 4: What King? You mean Elvis is alive?
Servant: I'm not talking about Elvis. I'm talking about your King!
Guest 4: I don't have a King. This is America. We did away with kings.
Servant: You didn't get rid of this King. This King is still in business. This country is still part of his kingdom.
Guest 4: For some people this might be his kingdom, but not for me. I don't have a King, and I don't need a King.
Servant: So you won't be coming to the King's dinner?
Guest 4: Not unless the King is Elvis and the dinner is at Graceland.
Servant: Sorry. I can give you "Graceland," but I can't give you Elvis.
Servant: (reports to King) Your Majesty, I invited your guests to your dinner, but none of them want to come. To tell the truth, I don't think they are your friends.
King: My Son told me they were his friends. Any friends of his are friends of mine.
Servant: If they are friends of yours, why won't they come to your dinner?
King: They will, when they get hungry enough.
Servant: But, what about next Sunday? We have that big table and no one is going to be there for the dinner.
(Group gathers together in the center of the room)
King: (points at the group) I see some people out there. Go and invite them to my dinner.
Servant: But, who are they?
King: Ask them. They will tell you. (hands clipboard and pencil to Servant)
Servant: (Servant goes to Group, bringing along a clipboard and pencil) The King is having a dinner at the palace next Sunday. There will be bread and wine, no peanut butter. The King's Son will be there and, no, he isn't especially cute. There will be free gifts of forgiveness and salvation for everyone. Although the address of the palace is "Graceland," the King isn't Elvis. How many of you would like to be a guest at the King's dinner?
(Group members raise their hands)
Servant: Okay, come forward one at a time so that I can write down your names.
(Poor comes forward)
Servant: Your name, please.
Poor: I am poor.
Servant: Poor? Okay, but do you have a name?
Poor: At last count I had more than two billion names. Is there room for me at the King's dinner?
Servant: You know? There is. The King has this huge banquet table, I never understood why it was so big. I'll bet he planned it that way because he knew you would be coming. (writes on clipboard)
(Poor kneels before King; Sick comes forward)
Servant: Who are you?
Sick: I'm sick.
Servant: I can see that. You look terrible. You need a good meal.
Sick: I need more than food.
Servant: The King's meal is more than food. We're talking here about the body and blood of Jesus. The best medicine in the universe. (writes on clipboard)
(Sick kneels before King; Lame comes forward in wheelchair)
Servant: Who might you be?
Lame: The lame, the blind, the deaf. I can't walk, or see, or hear.
Servant: Can you eat?
Person: I can if I can get to the table. Is it wheelchair accessible?
Servant: Are you kidding? The King invented accessibility. He has this big cross-shaped ramp going right into his banquet hall. (writes on clipboard)
(Lame goes to King; Number comes forward)
Servant: What's your name?
Number: Number 69387.
Servant: Who picked out a name like that, your mom or your dad?
Number: The judge. I live in a cell at the state prison.
Servant: Can you get to the King's dinner?
Number: Does he deliver? Domino's Pizza delivers.
Servant: (shouts to King) Do you deliver? (writes on clipboard)
King: My Son delivers. He is bringing food to prisons all the time.
(Number kneels before King; Naked comes forward)
Servant: Who are you?
Naked: I'm naked.
Servant: No, you're not.
Naked: Not now. Give me a break. I'm in a church full of people.
Servant: But, otherwise you would be naked?
Naked: That's right. Do I have to wear clothes to be a guest at the banquet of the King?
Servant: When you come in, the King will give you something to wear. He gives something to wear to everyone who comes to his banquet.
Naked: Is it something nice?
Servant: I'll say. It's the perfect goodness of his Son, Jesus. He made clothes out of it. That's what we all wear when we have dinner with the King. (writes on clipboard)
(Naked kneels before King; Dead comes forward)
Servant: Who are you?
Dead: I'm dead.
Servant: So am I. It's been a long day.
Dead: I'm not dead-tired. I'm a dead person. I am all the people of the earth who have died.
Servant: I didn't think dead people ate meals.
Dead: I don't know about that. This is the first meal I have been invited to since I died.
Servant: Well then, since you are invited, the King must want you to come. Are you hungry? (writes on clipboard)
Dead: I sure am. Being dead gives a person a real appetite for a meal where the main course is the Bread of Life.
(Dead kneels before King; Sinner comes forward)
Servant: Name, please.
Sinner: I don't know my name. People just call me Sinner.
Servant: Oh ... oh!
Sinner: Oh, oh, what?
Servant: The King gave me a note about you. Here it is. It reads: "Sinner can't come to my banquet unless he takes a bath."
Sinner: A bath? Where?
Servant: (points to baptismal font) See that baptism font? That's where you take your bath.
Sinner: Will I fit?
Servant: You'll fit. In baptism, one size fits all. One more thing, after your bath you'll have a new name.
Sinner: What name?
Servant: Saint. At the King's banquet your name tag will read "God's Saint." (writes on clipboard)
(Sinner kneels before King; Lost Sheep comes forward)
Servant: Name?
Lost Sheep: Sheep.
Servant: Sheep?
Lost Sheep: That's right, Sheep. L. Sheep.
Servant: And the "L" is for?
Lost Sheep: Lost
Servant: So you are the famous Lost Sheep we read about in the Bible?
Lost Sheep: That's me.
Servant: And you would like to go to the King's banquet?
Lost Sheep: Yes, I would. But, I'm lost. How can I find my way there if I'm lost?
Servant: Don't worry. There is a shepherd out there looking just for you. He is going to find you. When he does, he will take you to the palace of the king. (writes on clipboard)
(Lost Sheep kneels before King; Stranger has been standing away from rest of Group; Servant calls out to him)
Servant: You over there. Come here.
(Stranger comes forward)
Servant: Who are you, and why are you standing by yourself?
Stranger: I'm alone. I'm a stranger.
Servant: Then, where is your mask?
Stranger: What?
Servant: I thought you said you were the Lone Ranger.
Stranger: I said, I am alone. I am a stranger.
Servant: (uses a "cowboy" accent) Well then, tell me "stranger," how did you all come to be in these here parts?
Stranger: I just keep moving, but no matter where I go, no one ever invites me in or makes me feel welcome.
Servant: You sure came to the right place today. The King's door is wide open, and he has put out the welcome mat, just for you.
Stranger: But the King doesn't know me. I am a stranger, remember?
Servant: You might be a stranger to the world, but the King knows you. He has always known you. He knew you before you were born. You have never been a stranger to him. You have always been a special friend. (writes on clipboard)
(Stranger kneels before King; Last Person comes forward)
Servant: Well, you seem to be the last person. What's your name?
Last Person: Last Person.
Servant: Why doesn't that surprise me? Are you always the last person in every line?
Last Person: That's the way it has been so far. Everyone else pushes their way ahead of me.
Servant: Well, Last Person, I've been given a note about you, too. It says, "Make sure Last Person is first in line for my banquet." It's signed, "The King."
Last Person: This King sure does things in a different way than everyone else.
Servant: Indeed he does! There is a word for it. The word is "Grace." The King calls it "Justice." The King's Son calls it "Love." (writes on clipboard)
(Last Person and Servant kneel before King)
King: (to the congregation) My banquet hall is being filled, but there is still room at the table for you. All these people are my guests. Join them, and join my Son, at the family meal of his church.

