Mama
Mama
This series, Havin’ A Talk With God, is a preview of a new Podcast Musical set to premiere in September 2022.
Get to know Thyme Quinn — and through the course of her conversations with her good ol’ pal, God, eavesdrop on the prayers of a most complex character searching for Truth in her daily struggle to understand her own complexities – complexities that we all struggle with daily.
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Havin’ A Talk With God
A Podcast Series
E17 Mama
Thyme
Top a’ the mornin’ to ya’, God.
God
Well, you’re sounding very British this morning, Thyme.
Thyme
Quite honestly, I donno what I am. I’m tryin’ ta be somethin’ I’m not, but I donno even what I’m not.
God
Come again?
Thyme
Well, you know what I mean …
God
I do?
Thyme
Well, yeah, here I am, livin’ out here on the prairie in this ol’ ramshackle house mostly by myself, don’t even know ma’ own Pa. He been gone most a’ ma’ life leavin’ me ta’ take care of a woman who ain’t even half here more than half the time.
God
Ah, Mama … Ah yes, Maybelle Quinn. I was wondering when we might get around to talkin’ about your mama. Sounds like you’re reaching a point of frustration.
Thyme
You can say that again.
God
I won’t.
Thyme
Oh c’mon God, that’s jus’ an expression.
God
Well, be careful what you’re expressing. Right now you’re feeling frustrated and I am feelin’ for ya’ Thyme. I understand. You carry quite a load takin’ such good care of that good woman.
Thyme
Well, you know in all this time she’s never said a word … hardly a peep has come outa her mouth in all these years since Daddy left. Sometimes I hear her moanin’ in her bed at night, but it’s jus’ the sorriest a’ sounds spillin’ outa her. Breaks ma’ heart. She been settin’ there by that front window all this time waitin’ fer him ta’ c’mon home like he left yesterday … instead a’ seventeen years ago.
God
I know. She’s as lost as any of my favorite children. Just having the hardest time figuring things out.
Thyme
Can’t you do anything ta’ help her?
God
No, she doesn’t want to hear a word from me. It's as if she has just given up on the whole subject of words.
Thyme
Well, she listens to me. I tell her when ta’ eat an’ when ta’ go ta’ sleep an’ when ta’ pray an’ when ta’ go ta’ the bathroom an’ she’s, thank God, capable a’ doin’ all that stuff, so I know she ain’t comatose, but she’s mostly hardly there.
God
Mostly hardly, huh?
Thyme
Well, you know what I mean.
God
Yes I do, Thyme. Yes I do.
Thyme
Ya’ think she gonna be this way forever?
God
I guess that’s up to her, Thyme. Maybe she’ll talk when she has somethin’ ta’ say.
Thyme
Well, she laughs an’ she weeps an’ she moans. An’ that's ‘bout it. I wouldn’t even call it a laugh … jus’ a little chuckle here an’ there. Lizzie makes her smile and sometimes even a little giggle comes outa her when Lizzie comes over an tells her one of her dirty jokes. I swear, Lizzie mus’ know ‘least a hundred dirty jokes. I donno where she gits ‘em, but she knows ‘em … an’ Mama’s eyes always light up when Lizzie arrives. I read ta’ her from the Bible, but git no reaction from her at’all. I can’t even tell if she’s listenin’ … she’s so far away.
God
Yeah, Maybelle Quinn. One of the lost souls.
Thyme
You think she’s lost her soul, God?
God
No, Thyme, You can’t lose your soul. You are your soul. That’s who you really are. Your soul. Sometimes it can just get misplaced. It’s like losin’ a sock in the dryer. Ya’ know ya’ put it in there, but for the life of you, ya’ can’t find it. I mean it just didn’t get up on it’s own an walk outta the house now, did it? It’s here someplace. One day you’ll find it … under the bed or often in the unlikeliest of places.
Thyme
Man, you are good at gittin’ ta’ the heart a’ the matter, ain’t cha? Comparin’ yer soul with a lost sock …
God
Well, sometimes the most difficult of problems need the simplest of answers.
Thyme
I guess I gotta be more patient, huh?
God
Well, you know, one day the wall was up and the next day it came down. Nobody ever expected that.
Thyme
What in the world is ya’ talkin’ ‘bout now, God?
God
The Berlin wall. One day up an’ the next day they started tearin’ it down.
Thyme
You made that happen?
God
I made it possible. People made it happen.
Thyme
So there’s hope fer Mama?
God
Always, Thyme. Always …
Thyme
I ain’t feelin’ so frustrated no more.
God
I know.
Thyme
Sure am glad we have these talks. Makes livin’ worthwhile.
God
For me too, Thyme, for me too.
Thyme
Well, I’m gonna go back home now an’ see if I can find ma’ lost sock.
God
You do that, Thyme. Don’t forget to check in the kitchen. It may have wandered out there when no one was lookin’.
Thyme
You’re a funny God, ya’ know.
God
I try, Thyme. I try.