Janet

Janet

December 15, 2008

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I think in Howard’s mind and heart, we cemented our friendship the season we played lepers in the church Christmas program. That was more than twenty Decembers ago. Never ones to be considered a-team actors among the choir and drama talented, Howard and I somehow got chosen to be the adult members of the leper colony. Howard and I usually served in capacities behind the scenes and quite frankly I don’t remember why that particular season we were given acting roles. I would have said it was because both Howard and I knew how to talk, in fact, we could flat talk your ears off. Truth is though we really didn’t have any lines to speak of so it wasn’t the loquaciousness of our natures that garnered us the roles. Our script consisted of moaning and groaning in pain until Christ healed us. At that point we would leap for joy, literally. Swathed in brown robes and discolored bandages, he and I hobbled our way on stage, every night in practice, while the crew adjusted the lights to provide the most dramatic effect. Guess it was just God that got us the roles because what actually happened over the course of practice and then production was that Howard and I spent a great deal of time sharing what those lepers must have really felt like when God healed them. There was one night, during a performance, that one of our fellow lepers, a child of God who suffered disabilities in her everyday life, got to Howard and me. I remember Howard put his arm around me and I put my head on his