Come on, its a genius profession.
Movies and sitcoms always need a dead body. .. imagine being paid to lie down and act dead? that is pretty awesome. And no lines to memorize nor practice how to articulate and enunciate properly. . . is an epic job and you get to hang out with sometimes famous actors. . . its truly awesome.
It might be taxing and take some practice to lie there and limit how visible my breathing is but I am pretty sure I can learn to play dead. I mean if my dog can be taught to play dead, surely I can master the art. Oh wait, I don't own a dog anymore. . . and my cat, well lets just say he sleeps in his litter box instead of pooping in it....so that would render him unteachable.
But it sounded great in my mind, perfect job opportunity. The reality of long hours lying still, lame limbs, sore ribs from restrained breathing and acne from thick stage make-up might be a different story.
It's never as easy as it seems, is it?
Kind of like in Christianity. We all share the over-shared saying, "the problem with living sacrifices is that they keep crawling off the altar." but truthfully we all struggle. We have been crucified with Christ. I no longer live but Christ in me. My old man is dead and I am alive in Christ, living by the Spirit. . . the problem is my old man hasn't received the memo or if he has, he is truly an awful actor and would never get hired as a corpse.
But thank God for His grace, patience and forgiveness.
Maybe my next role shoulder rather be for the walking dead, than a corpse?
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