Rachel explains that she hasn’t been herself lately . . she’s been
sick . . she’s been “late” . . “late with everything”.
Ruth tells Rachel of her own experiences with depression: her husband’s death, living in poverty, being barren. But she felt God’s love and support in those tough times.
Ruth offers her friend all that she has: her love, her support, her God.
It may not be enough for Rachel, but it’s all Ruth has to give. She ends her song with: "Please wait 'til tomorrow before you decide. My God has wings where you're welcome to hide."
You may also play "Every Choice I Lose" by playing the below "TV"
(Below done freely/improvisational Jazz.)
Every Choice I Lose
Vocals: Mandy Cook
(Rachel)
I dreamed of a home and family.
A life with my love and my kids,
Oh, why can't it be?
But now I'm alone
a baby inside.
No hopes, no dreams,
and no place to hide.
Oh God, what should I do?
I never really learned to call out to you.
Oh God, which path to choose?
Regret or rejection await,
Every choice I lose.
I guess I could run.
But where would I go?
To live with the shame
and the scandal that everyone knows.
A child needs a dad,
but this man's unfit.
No way he'd play, provide,
or just babysit.
Oh God, what should I do? (Note: This stanza was changed from when the demo was prepared.)
Is it too late for me to cry out to you?
Oh God, which path to choose?
A life on the line, plus mine,
Every choice I lose.
To drink of the vial
get on with my life.
A life with no love,
and no kids, and never his wife.
To live life alone.
I won't let him in.
That selfish, greedy, lout,
I'm finished with men!
Oh God, what should I do?
There's something precious in me,
I don't want to lose.
Oh God, which path to choose?
My wombs a tomb --
(Spoken in a whisper) I'm doomed --
Every choice I lose.
Ruth:
Rachel . .
You may also listen to Hope in the Darkness by playing the below "TV"
Hope in the Darkness
Vocals: Barbara Richardson
(Ruth)
I have felt the gloom,
the darkness that consumes,
the emptiness inside.
My husband in a tomb.
My unfruitful womb,
the wish that I had died.
But in my despair, God was there.
A still small voice, my grief to share.
And when I pray, I've heard Him say,
"I am with you. You're in my care."
Can you wait a day, can you wait a week?
For the answer that you seek?
Hope sometimewill rise, through our teary eyes,
though our lives seem bleak.
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Friends: Frances Marion & Mary Pickford
Frances: Have you noticed how there's no "girl" Buddy
movies, or even stories?
Mary: . . well, it's better than in our day . .
Frances: Really?
Mary: Sure, you've got Wicked, Thelma and
Louise, Sex and the City. . .
Frances: So, we've got witches, suicidal thieves and
narcissists chasing male eye candy?
Mary: . . yeah. .
Frances: Batman and Robin got to clean up Gotham . .
Mary: . . Carrie got to shop there.
Frances: Kirk and Spock got to "boldy go where no
man has gone before. . "
Mary: . . Ruth and Naomi got to go to Bethlehem.
Frances: I guess it's better than a mall.
Besides, it's a love story.
Mary: But I like the Girl "Buds" part . .
Frances: Me, too.
Mary: Say . . uh, is this caption self-serving?Frances: Probably, but if you spent 4 hours looking for some example of "girl buds" and you only get us and Sex in the City maybe you're
allowed to vent.
Frances: What about Rachel and Leah?
Mary: Fighting over a man . . good thing they
didn't have Uzis back then . . there might
not have been any children of Israel . . .
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There is hope in our darkness.
There is joy after tears.
There is help in each other,
as we face our fears.
And you are a friend to me.
I will be with you, whatever will be.
Please wait 'til tomorrow, before you decide.
My God has wings, where you're welcome to hide.
(They may give each other a hug.)
