Naaman


Many thanks to the Reverend Sarah Edmonds for this idea.

Summary

  1. Children act out (a very simplified version of) the story of Naaman, from 2 Kings Chapter 5.
  2. The story's meaning is explored.

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Naaman's Story: A Simple Drama

Narrator: This story takes place around 800 years before Christ, and can be found in the Old Testament, in the 5th chapter of the book called 2 Kings. It is about a great soldier called Naaman, who had a terrible disease called leprosy.
Naaman was a Syrian, an enemy of Israel. His wife had a young slave girl who had been captured from Israel. When this girl saw how Naaman was suffering, she said to her mistress,

Slave-girl: If only my master could see the great prophet, Elisha, in Israel! He would cure Naaman's leprosy.

Narrator: So Naaman went with his servants, taking plenty of silver and gold, to find the prophet Elisha.

Naaman: I wish to see the prophet Elisha. I want him to cure me of my leprosy.

Elisha's servant: Please wait here. I will take your message to him.
[goes into house and comes out again]
Elisha's servant: Elisha says, "Go, wash yourself seven times in the River Jordan, and you will be cured."

Naaman: What? I thought that Elisha would come out and wave his hand over me, and call on the name of his God. He couldn't even be bothered to talk to me himself! Are not Abana and Pharpar, our Syrian rivers, better than any of the waters of Israel? Why couldn't I wash in them and be cleaned?

Naaman's servant: But sir, if the prophet had told you to do some great thing, wouldn't you have done that? It's such a simple thing to wash in the river!

Narrator: So Naaman went down to the River Jordan and dipped himself in it . . . one . . . two . . . three . . . four . . . five . . . six . . . seven times, as Elisha had told him to do. And his leprosy was cured! So he went back to the man of God, and said,

Naaman: Now I know that the God of Israel is the only God! Please accept this silver and gold, in thanks.

Elisha: I will not accept anything. It was not me who cured you, but God.



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