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Church notes - February 2023
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Church notes - 26th February 2023
26th
James 1:2 - 4
Luke 18:1-8
1 John 1:3: - 11
We whould walk in a sincre way.
vs 3 - 6
Put our faith in Him.
But we meed to walk in obedience. Our behaviour needs to reflect His teachings. Walk a life of love. Live like Jesus.
Ephesians 5:25
Live our lives for the LORD daily.
But not in a legalistic way. Nor in a self-righteous way.
vs 7, 8
The Old Command
Love your neighbour as yourself.
Jesus loved by self sacrifice.
Jesus said 'Love your enemies'. This is the opposite of today's Cancel Culture.
Agape - The love giving. God sees how we are and loves us anyway.
Philia - Brotherly/Friendly love
Eros - Sensual love (Not used in the New Testament)
We need to act lovingly.
John 13:34
vs 9 - 11
The relationship between us and other believers is very important.
The only way of growth is through forgiveness.
Romans 14:13 - 18
The most important thing is not being right, but being in a healthy relationship with other Christians.
Everyday walk.
It calls us to:
Obey
Love not Hate
- We need to be mindful of what we say.
Be willing to forgive
Matthew 6:14, 15
Philippians 4:8, 9
Tuesday, 21 February 2023
Saturday, 18 February 2023
Star Wars Episode IX: The Rise of Skywalker rating
Rewatch. The previous rating is unchanged. 8.75/10.
Thursday, 16 February 2023
Choice of the Cheerleader - A Fair of Change - Part 2
Quinn was annoyed. Brittany’s audition, while rather
good, wasn’t an excuse for Mr. O’Neill to not consider anyone else. She
wondered what to do about it. Then it hit her. Sabotage! “She won’t know what’s
coming!” she said darkly.
The fair was already underway when the Morgendorffers
arrived. Both Quinn and Daria took leave of their parents. “Daria! Quinn!”
Helen called.
“That’s funny, they were here a minute ago.”
Helen saw Linda Griffin approaching, along with her
husband and children. “Linda. Tom!”
“Helen, Jake,” Tom greeted.
“Have you met, Sam and Chris?” Linda asked. “Kids, say
hello to Mr. and Mrs. Morgendorffer.”
The two boys ran off. Sandi rolled her eyes.
“Too bad Quinn lost out to the Taylor girl,” Linda said.
“There will be other opportunities,” Helen said in a
neutral tone. “The competition was fairly stiff.”
“That’s not the way I heard it,” Linda shot back.
‘Of course, Sandi would misrepresent it,’ Helen thought
with a glance at the girl in question as she too, wandered off.
Brittany arrived at the fair. It was well underway. She
turned to Kevin. “Now, Kevie, I want you on your best behaviour!”
“I always behave, Babe,” Kevin responded.
Brittany knew that was a lie. “I mean, don’t cause
trouble at the theatre! Especially if you see me with someone else on stage.”
“You mean, Corey?”
“Exactly!”
Sandi found the rest of her club looking at a pie stand.
She noticed Stacy sobbing over some boy or other. “… Stacy, what’s wrong? You
look awful.”
“Yeah, really, really bad,” Tiffany added.
“Was it Bret Strand?” Quinn asked.
“Yes!” Stacy paused to let out a sob. “He said he'd call
me after our first date but he never did, and I just saw him and I said hi and
he pretended like he didn't even see me.”
“Bummer,” Sandi said.
Quinn glared at Sandi.
Sandi glared back. ‘Now’s not the time, Quinn.’
“I have an idea,” Quinn said, with an edge to her voice.
“What is it?” Sandi asked with annoyance.
“Sabotage!” Quinn said.
“Quinn, are you suggesting that we sabotage the
production of The Canterbury Tales” Sandi asked.
“Exactly, Brittany got the part instead of me.”
‘Oh, revenge is it?’ Sandi asked herself. She could work
with that, and figure out a way to make it backfire on Quinn. “Sure, let’s do
it!
“Um, count me out,” Stacy said with more nervous
fidgeting than usual.
“Stacy!” Sandi said.
“Eep! I’ll help, Sandi.”
“What are we doing at the theatre?” Tiffany asked.
“Wrecking Things,” Quinn declared.
“Um, sure,” Tiffany said, although there was tinge of
uncertainty in her usual slow tone. “I can’t believe Brittany got the part over
you. That’s so wrong.”
“She won’t do a good job if I have anything to say about
it!” Quinn said vehemently.
“But what about Bret?!” Stacy asked.
“Sta-cy, we’re going to be making sure that
airheaded cheerleader, like, won’t become any more popular!” Sandi shot back.
“Um, sure,” Stacy said. “But I can’t get it out of my
mind!”
Sandi sighed. “Let’s get to the theatre.”
The Fashion Club then started moving.
Daria and Jane saw a girl run from the Fortune Teller’s
booth, sobbing. Ms. Barch had struck again.
‘Much, much better off,” Jane commented.
“And she’s the living proof,” Daria added.
“Should we get our fortunes read?”
“I’ll pass. Knowing the present is bad enough.”
“Then how about a Ferris wheel ride?” Jane asked.
‘Are you kidding?’ Daria thought to herself. “Do I look
desperate to you?”
Sam and Chris appeared. “Crusades! Crusades!”
Upchuck appeared in the opposite direction. “Ladies...
wait till you hear the Ballad of the Misunderstood Minstrel.”
“Do I look desperate to you now?” Daria asked.
“Yep,” Jane said.
“Let’s go.”
They came up to the ferris wheel.
“You’re in luck. One basket left.”
Upchuck had followed them. “Hey, come on. Listen to my
song. It's only got 12 verses.”
Sam and Chris had followed them, but they turned their
attention to Upchuck as they boarded the basket.
At the theatre, they were almost ready to start the play.
“Now, I want everyone to take a minute and visualize the audience,” Mr. O’Neill
said. “As we finish our wonderful play, they finish their delicious dinner and
leap up as one in a standing ovation. Brava! Brava! Everyone.”
“Brava, Brava!” the cast repeated.
“Yum, yum!” O’Neill said.
“Yum, yum!”
“Now, let's bow our heads for a moment and remember poor
James Dean.”
‘Hopefully just James Dean,’ Brittany thought.
The Fashion Club entered the auditorium. “Um, Quinn?”
Stacy asked, more nervously than usual. “How are we going to sabotage this?”
Quinn had been thinking about it. She grabbed a copy of The
Canterbury Tales. She saw Kevin looking annoyed on the side of the stage.
“Kevin can help.”
“Huh?” Sandi asked. “How?”
“By taking his stupidity into account. Duh!” Quinn
responded. She went over.
“I’m taking your propensity to make things up as you go
along into account,” Sandi murmured.
“What?” Tiffany asked.
“Never mind.”
“Quinn?” Mr. O’Neill asked.
“I just wanted to say something to Brittany,” Quinn said
innocently.
“Something encouraging?” the teacher asked.
Quinn nodded.
“What is it?” Brittany asked.
“I just wanted to ask if you knew how to say the words,”
Quinn stated.
“I know how to say them,” Brittany retorted. “Ashley
Amber coached me. “
“Oh,” Quinn said. “Are you sure?”
Brittany knew what Quinn was doing. It would have worked
on Kevin, but certainly not on her. “Of course I’m sure,” she shot back.
“Well, say a line, then,” Quinn said peevishly.
“No!” Brittany objected. “I know what you’re doing.”
Thursday, 9 February 2023
Choice of the Cheerleader - A Fair of Change - Part 1
02 – A Fair of Change
Brittany heard cracking above her. She broke off from
Kevin.
“What is it, Babe?” he asked.
“I think the roof is falling in!”
“That’s silly, Babe. Roofs don’t fall in!” Kevin objected.
But that was what happened next. But as it was only a
partial collapse, the shelves protected them. ‘How are we going to get out of
here?’ Brittany wondered. But she saw that only one of the shelves had fallen
over and that there was an open window nearby. “This way!” she said to Kevin.
“Are you sure?” Kevin asked.
“Yes!” Brittany took his hand and lead him toward the
window,
“But, Babe! It’s raining!” Kevin complained. He wasn’t
sure why Brittany wanted to jump out of the library window into the rain. But
then there were many things he was confused about, including why Brittany had
dyed her hair black. He was still trying to take in what had just happened.
“It’s better than staying in the library where the roof
has just fallen in!” Brittany explained.
“Besides, more of it might fall.” She started climbing through the window.
Kevin sighed as he heard more of the strange sound from
earlier, and quickly followed his girlfriend through the window.
Brittany ran into the school’s main building, with Kevin
close behind her. They were both soaked. ‘Uh!’
“What is the meaning of this!” It was Ms. Li.
“The library roof has fallen in,” Brittany answered.
“No, it hasn’t!” Kevin said.
Brittany elbowed him.
“Ow!”
“Don’t mind him.”
Angela took the information the Cheerleader had just
given her. The Library roof? Falling in? That definitely wasn’t good. “Was
anyone else there?”
“I don’t think so,” Brittany answered, as she twirled a pigtail.
That was an annoying habit.
“I’ll find someone to check,” Angela said.
It was the next day that Brittany found that the library
roof falling in had more consequences than the library being closed for
repairs. Her Language Arts class was interrupted…
“Now, why do you think it is that Tolstoy felt he had to
make War and Peace so darned... unpleasant? Daria?” Mr. O’Neill asked.
“So, no one would pester him to do a sequel?” Daria
asked.
“Hmm,” the teacher began.
But then the interruption happened, as Ms. Li entered the
room. “Good morning, young people. I have a very sad announcement. The library
will be closed until further notice.”
“Great. There goes the only place I can go to be alone,”
Daria commented.
“Oh, you know that’s not true,” Jane responded.
“To raise money for repairs, the school will be
presenting a medieval fair, simulating life in the Middle Ages,” the Principal
continued.
‘That’s a great idea!’ Brittany thought.
“Yeah!” Kevin commented.
“Volunteers are desperately needed. Those who refuse to
volunteer must voluntarily purchase a ticket for ten dollars or voluntarily
face suspension. Have a nice day,” Ms Li said before leaving.
“That may be the stupidest thing I've ever heard of,”
Daria commented.
After class, Brittany turned to Kevin. “Babe, this is
very important to me. The Cadbury Tales are, like, classic, and I think
I'd be great in the play. Just do the audition with me,” she said. She hoped
that he had learned his lesson from the Coffee House back in the Fall.
“Oh, Babe…” Kevin let out.
She knew he was trying to get out of it.
“Because nobody plays a love scene like you, Kevvy.”
“Oh…” Kevin responded as he tried to think.
“Now, go practice.”
“Yes, ma’am. Break!” He ran off.
‘Oops!’ He had misinterpreted her yet again.
“Your lines!” she called out.
“Wow, where’s he going?” It was Quinn.
“We're going to be in a play together at the medieval
fair.”
“Oh, that’s nice.”
“We’ll be the most popular ones there,” Brittany said.
Quinn looked as Brittany walked away. “Oh no you won’t!”
she murmured.
“And so, Kevvie and I will be auditioning for the Cadbury
Tales,” Brittany explained.
“That is great, Sweeite,” her father said.
“You’ll have a great time,” Ashley-Amber added.
“Thanks.”
“But what if Kevin doesn’t get the role?” her father
asked.
“Then I’ll be annoyed at him!” Brittany said vehemently.
Ashley Amber knocked on Brittany’s door. There was something she wanted to ask.
“Yes, Ashley-Amber?” Brittany asked after she opened the
door.
“Sweetie? Would you like me to help you practice for your
audition?”
Her stepdaughter twirled a lock of hair. “Um, sure.”
“I also did the Canterbury Tales when I was at
school.”
“Great! It will be a great help.”
The auditions were well underway.
“I will make a dainty garland for my head and sing,”
Brittany read.
“Very good, Brittany,” O’Neill praised. “Now, the wedding
scene.”
“I do, Palamon,” Brittany said.
“Yeah, me too.” He began kissing Brittany but she backed
off after one kiss.
“I pronounce you, husband and wife.”
Brittany slapped Kevin. “Making out isn’t in the script!”
“Oh!”
“Let’s give someone else a chance to audition. Brittany,
you can stay. Kevin, I’m afraid that while you bring something special to
Palamon, the performance doesn’t quite, measure up.”
“Oh!”
“Corey Bateman, you can come up.”
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