Christ in Christmas-Drama Skit

Christ in Christmas-Drama Skit

Themes: Christmas, putting Christ in Christmas, helping others, ideas on helping people in our communities, commercialism
Categories: Christmas 

It's a typical winter afternoon: Mom is addressing Christmas cards, Dad is reading the paper and their daughter, Sally is painting her nails.  With each turn of the newspaper, Dad feels more and more that Christmas has become commercialized and the society has taken "Christ" out of Christmas. He feels society in general thinks the only good presents are the biggest and most expensive, and that no one thinks of anyone but himself.  In the midst of all his musings, the family discusses many upcoming activities like distributing winter coats their neighborhood has collected, sending phone cards to military personnel overseas, a live nativity and "adopting" a family for Christmas; however, the family seems oblivious to all the "Christ-like" activities they and many others are actually participating in. This begs the question, while commercialism does play a part in our society, have we completely taken Christ out of our Christmas?

Style: Drama

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Characters: 3 (1 Male, 2 Female)
Length: 3-5 minutes
Excerpt (Sample)

Setting: A living room.  Dad is reading the newspaper, Mom is addressing Christmas cards, Sally (a teen of 11-12) is painting her nails. 

Mom:            (finishes addressing a card, adding it to a large pile of envelopes in front of her) Well, that card officially marks the halfway point.  Only 75 more Christmas cards to go! 

Sally:   Mom, doesn't your hand get tired of writing?  My fingers get a cramp when I have to write my spelling words 3 times each! 

Mom:   I don't mind.  I enjoy keeping in contact with friends, letting them know we're thinking of them.  

Dad:            (disgusted) I can't believe how commercialized Christmas has become. We've completely taken Christ out of Christmas! 

Mom:   I know.  It's sad to see what Christmas has become.  (pause) By the way, the neighborhood collected over 80 winter coats last week.  

Dad:    Really?  That's great.  It's more than I expected. 

Mom:   Me too.  I'm going with Meg and Shelly tomorrow to deliver them to the shelter. 

Sally:   Can I help too?  

Mom:   Sure.  

Sally:   I like seeing the look on people's faces when they realize they're getting a warm coat for the winter.  They seem so happy.  

Dad:            (looking through the paper) Santa's at the mall.  Santa's at the downtown restaurant.  Santa's coming to the school.  Santa, Santa, Santa! 

Sally:   Oh, that reminds me.  I talked to Mrs. Jones at church and she liked the babysitting idea.  So, everything's all set. 

Dad:    What babysitting idea? 

Sally:   You know, the one my Sunday school class came up with.  

Dad:            Refresh my memory. 

Sally:   Mrs. Jones asked us to think of a community project we could do for Christmas.  Our class came up with the idea of having a day where parents could drop off their kids while the parents did their Christmas shopping.  We'd have games and crafts and things for the kids to do, while their parents shopped.  

Mom:   That's a wonderful idea, Sally!  I hope you have plenty of teens to help.  I think lots of parents will jump on a great opportunity like that.  

Sally:   Me too.  Jen and I have been working on some fun activities for the kids, and Marcus and Jake are getting supplies ready for the games, so I think it will be a good day for everyone. We've got about 15 volunteers for the day so far. 

Dad:    That sounds like a good idea.  I'm sure it will go over real well.  (continuing to look through the paper)  Christmas is all about Santa now and his flying reindeer and elves.   You should see these ads, honey.

Mom:   It's been that way for quite awhile. 

Dad:    Not this bad though.  Now, if we love somebody we're supposed to buy them the latest gadgets or the biggest and most expensive toys.  The more we love, the more money we're supposed to spend.  Funny, I don't remember any scripture references like that. 

Mom:   (to Dad) Oh, did I tell you the church collected nearly $3,000 for the gift basket fund this year? 

Dad:    Yeah, I think you mentioned that yesterday.  

Sally:   Three thousand dollars?  Holy cow!  

Dad:    That'll fill up those gift baskets nicely. 

Sally:   Those go to the senior center, right? 

Mom:   Right.  Unfortunately, many of the people there don't get a lot of visitors. 

Sally:   That's sad.  

Mom:   Yes, it is, especially around Christmas time.  

Sally:   So, the gift baskets may be the only presents some people receive?  

Mom:   Yes.  

Sally:   I bet they look forward to them then.  I know I would.  

Dad:    Oh yeah? 

Sally:   Yeah!  The women's baskets have things like perfume and lotion and even pajamas and a robe in them. 

Mom:   With all the money that was donated this year, we'll be able to put even more items in the baskets. 

Sally:   We're going to help shop for that aren't we, Mom? 

Mom:   I was planning on it, yes.  There's several of us from church who have volunteered.  Even your dad said he'd help. 

Sally:   But Dad, you hate shopping! 

Dad:    This is for a good cause.  Besides, if I let you gals do all the shopping for the men, we'd end up with girly stuff like fuzzy socks! 

Sally:   What's wrong with fuzzy socks?  I love .em! 

Dad:    See what I mean?  They're fine for you girls but us men would prefer something a little more masculine.  

Sally:   Like a mustache trimmer? 

Dad:    Not quite, but you get the idea.