There’s A Keystone Cop At Jesus’ Tomb

It was perhaps one of the most embarrassing moments of my life:  Easter, 2003.

That year, I was chosen to be the narrator in our church’s Easter production. To prepare for the event, I had grown a full beard and dressed in full Biblical costume.

In the middle of the final production, when Jesus was arrested, tried, and crucified, I left the stage for about 15 minutes because I didn’t have any lines.  During this interval, I wanted to go to our Media Production Room to watch the production on the television monitors.  On my way there, I passed by our prop room and noticed a Keystone Cop hat we had used in one of our productions that year.  I thought it would be funny to put that hat on and walk into the Media Room where several of our other staff were gathered.

I was right. When I walked into the Media Room with the tall, pointed hat on my head, I got big laughs. I left it on while I watched the Easter play on the monitor.  Suddenly I realized they were saying the line that was my cue to walk onstage.  I rushed out of the Media Room and sprinted to the stage to deliver my lines.  It was a pivotal point of the production: Joseph of Arimethea and Nicodemus were carrying the body of Jesus to the tomb.

I began to deliver my lines: “Joseph of Arimethea and Nicodemus took the body of Jesus and placed it in Joseph’s own tomb…”  At that moment, I noticed that Michael Winslow, the drummer in the orchestra, was looking at me with a strange expression.  The orchestra pit was directly in front of the stage where I was standing, so I couldn’t help but notice his stare.  I don’t read minds very well, so I had no idea what he was thinking.  I could tell something wasn’t right, but I kept speaking my lines.

I looked down.  Michael was still staring at me, but now his mouth was open and his eyebrows were furrowed in disgust.  I was a little irritated with him.  I was certain I was saying my lines perfectly.  After all, this was our fourth performance, and I had them down pat.

About a minute into my lines, it hit me.  I thought, Oh, no!  I looked up out of the corner of my eye at the video screen on the wall.  It revealed exactly what Michael—and everyone else in the congregation—was seeing.  I was still wearing the Keystone Cop hat!  I was mortified, but I kept right on delivering my lines.  I thought about taking it off, but that would call even more attention to it.  I thought about running off stage, but I had to finish.  I couldn’t just quit.

For your viewing pleasure, here is actual VIDEO from this disastrous moment in my life.  Watch carefully as you see the moment I look to the screen and realize what had happened!!

I would like to say, “Thank you!” to my Senior Pastor, Rod Loy.  He was VERY gracious and forgiving.  It took a while, but we were eventually able to laugh at this moment.  I learned a HUGE lesson!  To check out the MAJOR lesson that I learned, read this post.  You can also read about MORE blunders in my book, “I Blew It!”

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11 thoughts on “There’s A Keystone Cop At Jesus’ Tomb

  1. That is hilarious. So what lesson did you learn? The lesson I learned from your experience is that even when we try our best- we can still fail. That is what Jesus died for. Our failures.

  2. Oh, boy. Have I got one just like this. Us creative/funny guys can be our worst enemies at times. I’m glad we can laugh at ourselves. Otherwise, we’d go insane! Thanks for posting.

  3. I read this story in your book and couldn’t believe the grace your pastor gave you. This video is priceless. Thanks for sharing.

  4. Brian, having read your book I Blew it, I couldn’t laugh at your clip, although part of me wanted too but your lesson through that came back to me. It’s been about six months since I had read your book and I am still being convicted by your insights, Thank you – kind of.

  5. You know it takes humility and a strong character to show your flaws publicly and purposefully. You may never know in this life what happened that day to those watching you up there. We do know God works in mysterious ways His wonders to perform.
    Always proud to know you. Beans and all.
    Joyce