Puppet Skits

Space Man Spud

**Space Man Spud - Overwhelmed! - Day Four

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Pastor: Hey! Look who’s back! It’s Space Man SPUD! Hi Spud! Hey? Are you OK?

**SMS: I’m fine. Really I am.

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Pastor: What did you do? Crash your rocket?

**SMS: No.

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Pastor: You didn’t try and walk on the water again did you? Remember what happened last time?

**SMS: No. I didn’t try THAT again.

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Pastor: Did you eat a bad potato?

**SMS: I have never met a bad potato! I LOVE spuds!

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Pastor: Well, you haven’t given up on being the first Irish astronaut have you?

**SMS: Oh no! I still desperately want to be an astronaut - the first Irish man in space!

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Pastor: Well, there must be something wrong! I’ve never seen you without your helmet!

**SMS: I know. I never take my helmet off. Not even in the shower!

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Pastor: Eww! Yuck!

**SMS: But you see… it was Leonna’s lesson yesterday.

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Pastor: The one with Jesus on the cross talking to that other man on the cross?

**SMS: Yes. I went home and sat down with my Bible, and I read that story again. And then I read it again. And then again.

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Pastor: Well, what did you think?

**SMS: I realized that Jesus died for that thief, and even told him that that very day, even that thief would be with Jesus in paradise!

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Pastor: It was a great story.

**SMS: It was more than a story, because I am like the thief on the cross next to Jesus.

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Pastor: Really?

**SMS: Yes. For the first time in years, I took off my helmet. I bowed my head, and asked Jesus to come into my heart and make me His child!

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Pastor: You did? That’s wonderful!

**SMS: I know! I can’t believe that Jesus loved me that much!

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Pastor: Oh Spud! Being a Christian is better than being Space Man Spud isn’t it?

**SMS: There is no comparison! But there is just one question.

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Pastor: What’s that?

**SMS: When we go to heaven to live with Jesus, will we need rocket ships?

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Pastor: Sorry, but Jesus will take care of everything! We won’t need rocket ships at all in heaven!

**SMS: Good! Because my rocket ship mashed.

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Pastor: You mean crashed don’t you?

**SMS: No, I mean mashed. Do you remember all those potatoes I stored in the top bin?

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Pastor: Yes?

**SMS: Well, they are all mashed potatoes now. And I need help eating them all? Any volunteers?

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Pastor: Count me out!

**SMS: Well, Space Man Spud signing off! I’ll see you all next year! God bless!

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