There are many ways to tell and experience our sacred stories. Sometimes those ancient texts cry out for the theatrical midrash of dramatized performance. This liturgical play was first performed as the gospel “reading” on the First Sunday of Lent, 1997, in front of the altar at St. Augustine’s Episcopal Church on Whidbey Island, Washington.
The allusions to other biblical stories (Exodus, Peter’s rebuke, Gethsemane) in this account reflects the gospel’s own intertextuality: framing Jesus’ wilderness story as a redo of his ancestors’ flawed pilgrimage. This time around, Jesus would get it right, trusting God where his desert predecessors had doubted and rebelled.
Everyone in the congregation was given two stones to strike together as “Satan’s Theme” before each temptation. The choir functioned as the offstage chorus.
Fade in environmental AUDIO of desert sounds. JESUS enters, attentive to what is around him in this desert place. At center stage, facing out, he takes a deep breath and assumes a posture of prayer. .
You are my beloved child. This day have I begotten you.
The people click stones together as SATAN enters to stand near Jesus.
Satan signals for silence.
SATAN (pointing to a cairn of stones):
If you really are God’s beloved child, command these stones to turn into bread.
Jesus contemplates the stones as a CRUCIFER enters, bearing a cross made out of two crossed sticks. An apple is suspended from each end of the crossarm. ADAM and EVE enter. They approach the fruit curiously but hesitate to pluck it.
Go ahead. Eat. It won’t kill you. Just one bite, and you’ll be like God.
You’ll know everything.
They each take an apple and bite into it. The taste is bitter. They look at their apples in disgust, then drop them and look around anxiously, as if suddenly aware of being in a more dangerous world. They back away from the “tree,” then turn and run away. The crucifer exits and THREE ISRAELITES enter.
After God rescued us from slavery in Egypt, we wandered for so many years in the wilderness. The desert was hard and bitter, and despite everything God had done for us, we began to complain.
It was crazy to come out here. No food, no water, nothing but stones and thorns.
What were we thinking?
Milk and honey, man. Freedom. The Promised Land . . . What a joke.
We should have stayed in Egypt. I can’t stop thinking about those fleshpots.
CHORUS (as Israelites exit)
They tested God in their hearts, demanding food for their craving.
They railed against God and said,
“Can God make a feast even in this wilderness?
“Yes, God struck rock and water gushed out,
but can God provide bread and meat to feed us?”
Hearing this, God’s anger was kindled,
for the people had no faith;
they did not trust God’s power to save. [Psalm 78:18-22]
If you are the Christ, no use pretending to be like everybody else.
Don’t be too proud to use your power. People expect it. They need it.
They don’t want a savior who’s weak like them, believe me.
Come on! Let’s see what you’re made of. Turn these stones into bread.
Bread is a gift from God — and the work of many hands.
A person who needs nothing from anyone––ends up all alone.
I accept the lesson that hunger teaches.
Well, if you’re going to save the world, you’ve got to keep your strength up.
As long as anyone is hungry, I will be hungry.
SATAN (offering Jesus a stone)
JESUS (taking the stone)
Human beings do not live by bread alone…
(He puts the stone on the altar)
.… but by every word that comes from the mouth of God.
The people click stones together. Satan produces a ladder, and gets Jesus to climb it.
Satan then signals for silence.
If you are the Christ, throw yourself down from this pinnacle of the Temple.
For it is written, “God will command the angels to protect you;
they will bear you up in their arms, lest you dash your foot against a stone.”
I will live without protection.
Where I’m going, angels can’t help.
PETER enters from the back of the congregation, making his way quickly to the ladder.
Let me through! Let me through!…
(reaching the foot of the ladder)
Rabbi! No! God forbid anything should happen to you.
You’ve got to get out of here. Go somewhere safe.
JESUS (looking down at Peter)
Get behind me, Satan! You’re blocking my way!
You don’t see the way God sees.
Peter continues to look up at Jesus for a few moments, then he drops his head and exits slowly, disconsolate, as Satan addresses Jesus.
You know you’re headed for a fall, Jesus.
Aren’t you curious whether God’s going to catch you?
Come on! A little test flight — just to make sure. Jump…
Jesus lets go of the ladder, spreading arms wide as if about to fly — or be crucified.
CONGREGATION (led by Satan)
Jump!…Jump!…Jump!…. (continuing ad lib)
Jesus, as if awakened from a trance, drops his arms suddenly to clutch the ladder before he falls into space. The people stop shouting. Jesus descends carefully to the ground, and stands face to face with Satan.
The Scriptures say, “Do not test God. Trust God.”
Jesus turns away from Satan to pray. The people click stones until Satan signals for silence. The ISRAELITES enter, all looking at their smartphones.
Now when Moses did not come down from the mountain of God, the Israelites began to feel abandoned. So they melted down all their gold, and made themselves a new god, a god who would never leave them, a god who would always take care of them.
Come on, Jesus. I’m not your enemy. I know what people want. I know what you want.
I can give you anything you desire. Look.
Satan directs Jesus’ attention to a large screen displaying a montage of television commercials promising endless happiness and pleasure. The Israelites kneel before the images. Jesus glances at the screen, then turns his back to it. When the montage concludes, the Israelites stand up, pull out smartphones and exit, transfixed by their devices.
Jesus, how long are you going to stick with that two-bit operation of your father’s? Long hours, low pay, miserable working conditions, declining market share, insufficient capital. Am I right or am I right? It’s a dead end, pal. That’s not for you. You’re good, and you know it. You come and work for me, and I’ll guarantee you maximum exposure – worldwide markets, talk show, website, golden parachute… You can write your own ticket. Think of the good you could do with that kind of power. It’ll be fantastic, believe me.
Satan opens a bottle of champagne, fills a flute and offers it to Jesus.
Just say yes, and we’ll drink to your success.
An ANGEL enters holding a communion chalice. Jesus looks at the two different drinks before him, then turns to Satan and pushes aside his extended arm holding the flute.
No. I serve God––and no one else!”
Satan looks at Jesus a moment, then shrugs and drinks the champagne himself.
We’ll meet again.
He exits. Jesus approaches the angel.
Abba, if it is possible, let this cup pass me by.
Yet not my will, but yours be done.
The angel offers the chalice. Jesus accepts it, drinks deeply, then places it on the altar, kneeling before it. Then the angel gently brings Jesus to his feet and, with a comforting arm around his shoulders, leads him out. Desert sounds slowly fade out.