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30th
Deuteronomy 6:5 - 9
The Shape of Mission
Exodus 15:13
God is the one who leads.
Matthew 28:18, 20
Where is your hill?
2 Corinthians 9:7, 8
Deuteronomy 6:4 - 6
Being obedient and disciplined.
We do mission because we love the God who first loved and redeemed us.
Genesis 12:4
Abram's call.
Trust and obedience.
God will be with you. He has everything you need.
Jonah
He was obedient despite not wanting to do it and trying to run away from the responsibility.
John 6:38
Deuteronomy 6:4 - 6
Moses was trying to encourage the Israelites as they prepared to enter the Promised Land.
Love - Hebrew "Avavah"
A-ha-vah
23rd
Isaiah 6:1 - 8
vs 1
Isaiah saw the Magnificence of God.
Isaiah's role - to be God's spokesperson; to call the people to repentance.
vs 5
Isaiah realised his sin was great
vs 7
Sins forgiven
Pointing forwards to Jesus
vs 8
God was giving Isaiah the opportunity to respond and he took it.
“Thanks
for letting me know about Kevin,” Peterson said when SpiderGIrl was finished.
“You’re right to be concerned. Obsessions like that can lead to trouble.”
“But
what about the other issue?” SpiderGirl asked.
“We will
have to pursue our enquiries, but you know that Osborn will deny involvement,”
“Of
course,” SpiderGirl responded. “I’ll be on my way. Get some sleep before
school.”
Lawndale
Sun-Herald
Friday
16th March, 2001
Favorite
Animal Fad? Melinda Parris
Daria
picked up the paper from next to the mailbox. “Why is that the headline?” she
wondered. ‘Even Ted wouldn’t let any of the students write such a frivolous
headline.’ She was sure of that. She turned back to the house, where her mother
had already left for work. ‘I would have liked to have her advice.’
Quinn
was having breakfast when Daria entered the kitchen and placed the paper on the
table. She read the headline. “Uh, she’s probably going on about some
conspiracy theory.”
“Most
likely,” Daria commented. “But at least it’s not the failure assignment, or
some propaganda from Oscorp disguised as a press release.”
“Good
point. But there has to be other articles.”
“Of
course there are. Mostly about what the council is doing and reports of the
vigilantes intervening in crime.”
“How
much of the latter would there be?” Quinn asked.
“Not all
that much. Today, it’s the usual sightings of SpiderGirl around the Historia
and otherwise downtown. There are also a few about Dafoanairi, also on Main
Street.”
“It’s
like they want to be seen,” Quinn commented. She knew that she did as
SpiderGirl. ‘But why would Daria as Dafoanairi?’
“I think
so too. The others are more content to be in the background.”
At the
Osborn mansion, an Oscorp middle manager filled Norman in on what had happened
to his snow scheme.
“SpiderGirl
and Ninja Talon,” he repeated.
“You
want me to do something, sir?”
“No.
Operation Rooftop is still viable. The agents just need to adapt to how they
have adapted.”
“Aye,
sir,” the middle manger said.
As the
students arrived at Lawndale High for the day, there was no mention of the fad,
other than comments about the newspaper article.
Kevin
wasn’t one of those who were talking about the newspaper article. His mind was
still on SpiderGirl. He was daydreaming as he opened his locker.
“Kevin!”
Mack called. “Are you OK?”
“Huh?”
Kevin asked.
“I
called your name about five times.”
“Oh.”
“You’re
thinking about SpiderGirl again, aren’t you?” Mack asked with a resigned tone.
“Of
course, Mack Daddy.”
“Don’t
call me that!” Mack paused. “I know Brittany permanently dumped you…”
“It’s
not a rebound.”
“It
totally is. Give it time.”
“No,”
Kevin said as he took out what he wanted, and then slammed the locker closed.
“You
can’t expect her to reveal her secret identity to you.”
“Of
course not. Not straight away. But, when she’s ready.”
Mack
thought about it as Kevin walked away. ‘Why do I think that this is just the
start of the trouble?’ He knew that he would have to keep an eye on the
situation. He looked around at the other students. ‘I’m sure SpiderGirl knows
by now.’
The bell
then rang and he headed to class.
Brittany
and Andrea caught up in a girl’s bathroom between classes. “There is no one
else here,” Andrea said.
“What
about the vents?”
“I doubt
anyone would be up on the roof listening.”
“Daria
and Jane are sometimes up there,” Brittany responded as she twirled a pigtail.
“Between
classes?” Andrea asked.
“Probably
not,” Brittany conceded. “So, what did you find?”
“That
the Country Club didn’t authorize any snow making last night.”
“We were
right!”
“But I
couldn’t find any reference to it in the Oscorp databases I could access,”
Andrea added.
“So,
Osborn might have the information elsewhere.”
O’Neill
was still uncertain about the outcome of the failure assignment. Brittany’s
encouragement the previous day had helped but he was sure it was time to let it
go. “I realize that the assignment hasn’t been entirely positive,” he said.
“So, I am concluding it today, so we can focus on actual classwork.”
“Are you
sure?” Brittany asked.
“Of
course. You may have found it positive but I’m not sure of most of the
classes.”
“That’s
reasonable,” Daria commented.
“He’ll
come up with something else, I’m sure,” Jane responded.
“But
it’s had its impact,” Daria added.
“Not as
much as everything else.”
“Really?”
Jane
then shrugged. “I might have gone conventional at some point.”
“As
unlikely as that sounds.”
“Kevin,
is there something you want to say?” O’Neill asked before the quarterback could
leave the classroom.
“No,”
Kevin responded as he made himself scarce.
“Oh
dear!”
At
lunch, Quinn and Brittany met on the roof and the latter relayed what Andrea
had told her.
“So,
that just confirms our suspicions that Oscorp was up to something,” Quinn said
when Brittany had finished.
“It’s
like he might have been acting out at the Country Club for not letting him in,”
Brittany mused as she twirled a pigtail.
“Like a
massive tantrum,” Quinn commented.
“But it
could also be a distraction?”
“Undoubtedly.
But from what? Or maybe he wants us paranoid.”
Down in
the cafeteria, Daria was thinking about the events of the week. Kevin, the
passing fad and failure assignment and the fact that most of the students had
taken the events in stride.
“O’Neill
told us his decision,” Sandi said as she sat down.
“It
shouldn’t have happened in the first place,” Daria said.
“But I
have made my own,” Sandi said.
“An
extracurricular activity?” Daria asked.
“What
extracurricular activity?” Jane asked as she also sat down.
Sandi
didn’t get a chance to answer, as Tania then joined them. “A long week,” she said.
“Every
week’s been long,” Daria responded.
“But
multiple strange things at once?” Tania asked.
“I
suppose,” Sandi said.
“William
and then the Robodactyl,” Daria mused.
“Right,”
Sandi said.
“So, how
do we stay ahead of all this?” Jane asked.
“No
idea; not without knowing more,” Daria responded.
Tania
thought about that as the group became silent. She knew that Daria was going to
keep digging. She glanced at Sandi. After Sam had followed them to her house,
she thought that she was either the Enigma or Dafoanairi.
“Anyway,
it is good that Tempest was mostly uninterrupted after what happened
with Beck.’”
“There’s
still tonight or tomorrow night,” Daria responded. “But you’re right.”
“Tonight
will be interesting,” Tania said.
“It’s
just the penultimate performance,” Daria said.
“That
means it will feel different,” Tania argued.
“You may
be right,” Daria said.
As
school let out, Jane changed to the Shadow on the roof before looking out over
Lawndale. The town had weathered the storm of the week’s weirdness. ‘But where
did that favorite animals fad come from?’ She still wasn’t sure.
Sirens
sounded from the direction of Dega Street. “Time for vanishing,” she said as
she drew out one of her dry ice pellets.
At the
same time, Daria met Sandi in a corridor near both of their lockers. “Tania
interrupted us earlier.”
“I
decided to try the Literature Club. I ready use a lot of long words,” Sandi
said.
“But
didn’t you dramatically fail the Spelling Bee?”
“Ugh! I
did it for the wrong reason. I was trying to show up Qu-inn and
humiliated myself. I won’t be doing that again.”
“I
thought that was what happened,” Daria responded, but although she responded
sarcastically, there was warmth there that wouldn’t have been there if the two
hadn’t been spending so much time with each other.
That
evening, the Historia was packed as the cast prepared for the penultimate show
of Tempest.
“I’ll
say one thing,” Quinn said as she turned to Dani Moreno, who was sitting in the
tech booth. “Tempest has been very successful.”
“I
agree,” Dani said as she looked over the electronic cues out of habit.
“It has
been reassuring at this time of crisis,” Quinn said.
Dani
looked at Quinn. “I wouldn’t call it a crisis, although Groundhog Day certainly
was.”
“I
suppose I was being a little hyperbolic.”
Dani
thought about what Quinn had said. Reports of crime within Lawndale were still
increasing despite the efforts of the vigilantes. ‘I suppose she thinks that is
indeed a crisis,’ she thought as she remembered what she had heard about Quinn
and Daria’s father’s death.
Sandi
was ready for another search. But she paused. “What is Kevin up to?” she mused.
She grabbed the energy drink but paused. Searching for Kevin seemed frivolous.
All she would find would be where he was, and what he would be doing at that
moment. She shook her head. “No,” she said as she grabbed the yearbook.
‘Four
more until Quinn,’ Sandi thought. She looked at the girl after Rachel Lincoln.
“Findu mann sem heiter: Marilla Lingari!”
She
found Marilla at the Historia, getting ready to see Tempest. ‘Not
surprising,’ Sandi thought.
At the
Thompson’s, Kevin was in his room, going through his closet. He was considering
something reckless, in his quest to meet SpiderGirl.
He soon
found a cloak. “Perfect,” he said. “But I also need a mask…”
He had
figured that one way he could meet SpiderGirl and ask her out, was if he was
out being a hero too. He had justified it as being like Ratboy, and
Lawndale needing yet another hero, not realizing that he was entirely unsuited.
At the
Historia, the curtain went down. Daria breathed a sigh of relief. The
performance had gone off without a hitch. ‘One more performance, then Tempest
will take a break.’
Quinn
came out of the tech room and climbed down to backstage. “It was the best yet.”
“People
usually improve over time,” Daria responded. “But you’re right. It also helps
that the show was sold out.”
“I does,
doesn’t it? But wonder if the other plays will be as popular?”
“We’ll
just have to wait and see.”
The latest student production at Raft College is being sabotaged and Daria is investigating it.
She could be involved in the production in some capacity. Or she might not be.
She could be joined by others in the investigation.
Any one or a combination of the below.
- It being after Jane has started at BFAC, she brings in her best friend from Lawndale to help investigate (for her artistic point of view, or maybe just as a friend, or sounding board)
- Alongside her roommate (what ever interpretation of how different her roommate might be).
- Alongside any of the actors, understudies, stagehands or technical production assistants.
- Alongside any other curious students with whatever quirks they might have.
16th
Mission
Luke 7:36 - 50
The Pharisee, Simon, didn't offer the usual hospitality to Jesus.
The woman cleaning Jesus' feet.
- A risky act of adoration and worship.
Jesus sends off the woman in peace.
What does this say about mission?
We shouldn't have a lukewarm response to Jesus
Who are you like in this story?
- The woman?
- Or Simon?
Jesus sees people that no one else sees.
Brittany
considered patrolling as she left the Historia, but she knew Ashley-Amber would
get more suspicious if she was late for another night in a row. ‘I can catch up
with Quinn in the early hours,’ she thought.
SpiderGirl
headed out not long after midnight when she found that she couldn’t get to
sleep. The thoughts about Kevin and Oscorp together were keeping her awake.
After a short time listening to the town on the roof, she headed towards the
Jefferson Bridge.
Brittany
saw Quinn arrive as SpiderGirl and then unmask.
“You
think something is off too?” Quinn asked.
“Yes.
Something to do with Osborn may have been doing last night,” Brittany
responded.
“I
agree. But where? We can’t just assume it’s the Country Club.”
Brittany
nodded. “We could patrol, but miss what he might be up to.”
“And the
Country Club can’t be seen from the Historia or the Giant Strawberry.”
“Nor
from school.”
“But we
can check on it,” Quinn decided.
Brittany
nodded in agreement before pulling her mask on.
They
headed southeast from the Bridge, through the more well to do subdivisions of
Lawndale, and skirting Crewe Necke to the southwest.
They
were getting closed when SpiderGirl paused. “It’s not the glider, it’s
something else. Multiple other machines,” she said.
“That’s
not good,” Ninja Talon responded. “What do they sound like?”
“Not
sure. We have to get closer.”
They
swung over the last line of trees to find a line of snow machines working at
full pelt in an attempt to cover the fairways with snow.
They
both paused and swung back amongst foliage. “This is unexpected,” SpiderGirl
commented.
“Maybe
Osborn is using this to disrupt the Country Club.”
“That
makes sense, but we can’t just leap in and stop it.”
Ninja
Talon nodded. “We need to talk to some of the operators first.”
“I
agree.”
However,
as they came closer, they saw that one of the operators was Sam Elders. “I
suppose that’s one reason he was bailed,” SpiderGirl mused.
“We’ll
have to ask him,” Ninja Talon said.
“We’ll
do that right now.”
Sam
Elders was surprised when he heard the thwip of SpiderGirl’s webbing
over the din of the snow machine. He turned in the direction. “SpiderGirl!”
“What is
going on here?” SpiderGirl asked.
“Nothing
illegal,” he answered.
“It is
if the Country Club doesn’t agree,” Ninja Talon said after creeping up.
“All I
know is, this is a job,” Sam responded.
“Then
you don’t know who it is for?” SpiderGirl asked.
“No.”
“You
really should be asking questions,” SpiderGirl said.
“It’s
likely Norman Osborn at the top,” Ninja Talon added.
“That
doesn’t change anything!” Sam objected.
“What if
we told you that he may be responsible for Groundhog Day,” SpiderGirl said.
“I would
be skeptical,” Sam said. “Let me get on with this.”
“No.”
SpiderGirl said. “We need to get to the bottom of this.”
“There
isn’t much time,” Ninja Talon said. “Our contact may be asleep.”
“We may
need to wake them,” SpiderGirl said.
“A
contact?” Sam asked.
“No
comment!” Ninja Talon responded.
“So…” SpiderGirl
prompted.
“We’ll
wake them,” Ninja Talon responded.
Andrea hadn’t
been sleeping anyway, with the thoughts of what was going on in Lawndale, along
with O’Neill’s assignment and the passing fad being heavily on her mind. She
was about to dial up, when the phone rang. She picked it up without hesitation.
“Hello? Talon?” she asked, she asked as she was sure that Brittany was being
her heroine alter ego.
“Yes,
Andrea. Spidey and I need you to check something.”
“Why am
I not surprised?” she asked rhetorically. “Fill me in.”
SpiderGirl
waited as Ninja Talon filled Andrea in. As she did so, she stood just outside
the phone booth, listening. Although the din of the snow machines was still
quite close, she could listen to the town northwards. There wasn’t much
happening. Dogs barking in the distance, owls hooting along the Creek. She
couldn’t hear the gilder. That was certain. ‘Osborn is changing up his tactics.
Burying the Country Club in snow would be temporary disruption at best. What
would he get out of it?’
“So,
that’s it?” Andrea asked when Brittany had finished.
“Yes.
Find out what may be happening here. Spidey and I will try to stop it without
too much damage or hurting the operators.”
“SpiderGirl’s
webbing doesn’t seem to hurt anyone it restrains,” Andrea pointed out.
“That’s
true, but sometimes they struggle, and she’s not experienced with equipment
like this.”
“Got it.
But this would probably take till breakfast time. Either way, we will catch up
at school.”
“Sure.”
“I will
need to web up Sam, but maybe the other operators will be more reasonable,”
SpiderGirl said in a hopeful tone as Ninja Talon hung up.
“Hopefully.”
Sam
wasn’t that surprised when he heard a thwip! and found himself
restrained. “SpiderGirl! Decided to interfere anyway?”
“Exactly,”
SpiderGirl said as
Ninja
Talon turned the snow machine off. “On to the next one.”
“You
can’t just leave me here!” Sam said.
“You’ll
be safe,” SpiderGirl said. “Gotta go!”
“It did
sound suspicious, but I was desperate,” One of the others said.
“That’s
what we have been hearing,” SpiderGirl said.
“But if
you’re sure that the Country Club didn’t ask themselves…” the worker paused and
then switched off the machine himself.
“Five
down,” Ninja Talon said.
“However
many more to go,” SpiderGIrl added.
Norman
Osborn was awake. He was waiting for a report on the burial of the Country
Club. When the phone rang he picked it before second ring.
“Mr.
Osborn! Vigilantes have interfered as you suspected they would.”
“Which
ones?” he asked.
“SpiderGirl
and Ninja Talon, sir.”
“Of
course,” Norman groused.
“They’ve
turned them all off.”
“Of
course they did. Withdraw.”
“Aye,
sir,” the supervisor said before hanging up.
“SpiderGirl
and Ninja Talon…. But that leaves the Griffins, the Shadow and Dafoanairi. They
could be anywhere.”
SpiderGirl
and Ninja Talon finished shutting down the snow machines. “Done,” the former
said.
“But
what else?” Ninja Talon asked.
“It
could be anywhere,” SpiderGirl said as she looked back towards the center of
Lawndale. “Or maybe he wants us paranoid and running about in a panic.”
“We
could look over the town from the Historia and the Strawberry. If he’s up to
something, we may find it.”
“Even
with those vantage points we can’t see the entire town, but it’s a good
starting point. I’ll head to the Strawberry.”
“I’ll
take the Historia,” Ninja Talon agreed. “Then we can catch up at the Bridge or
at school.”
SpiderGirl
yawned. “Probably school.”
Ninja
Talon arrived at the Historia first, to find the Shadow there, sketching the
skyline.
“Ninja
Talon?” the latter asked.
“Hi,
Shadow. have you seen anything?”
“Not
much, although there was a low rumble to the south a short while ago.”
“That
was something Spidey and I dealt with,” Ninja Talon responded.
“What
was it?”
Ninja
Talon then told the Shadow about the snow machines that Oscorp might have been
behind them, but not about Sam.
SpiderGirl
arrived at the Giant Strawberry and found it deserted. It wasn’t that she had
expected anyone to be there, but that it was possible that either Kevin or the
Enigma could have been present.
First,
she looked out over the town, which seemed calm. ‘Resting,’ she thought.
She then
looked through the telescopes. She saw two figures on the Historia rooftop in
the distance. ‘Talon and someone else talking,’ she considered. She looked
elsewhere, but there was no suspicious activity other than the occasional
Oscorp agent on a rooftop. ‘They’re doing what they have usually been doing.’
She then
heard sirens to the northeast near the Interstate. “Responsibility calls,” she
said as she swung away.
The
Shadow thought about what Ninja Talon had revealed. A plot by Norman Osborn to
destroy the Country Club? It seemed rather petty. ‘It does line up with the
rumors about that meeting at Grace, Sloane and Page.’
“What do
you think?”
“That
you’re right. Osborn is up to something. But it seems that it is just one plan
among many.”
“That’s
obvious,” Ninja Talon said seriously.
“But it
seems you two can’t do much more tonight.”
“I have got
in touch with a person I know who can hack.”
“I think
SpiderGirl mentioned that before,” the Shadow said.
“When
was that?”
“Just
after the robodactyl attack.”
SpiderGirl
arrived at the location and found Officer Peterson and her partner having
pulled over a drunk driver. “Oh!” she said.
“Not
much here,” Peterson said.
“I
know.”
“But did
you want to talk about something.”
“Yes,”
SpiderGirl said before filling Peterson in on both Kevin’s obsession and the
incident at the Country Club.
9th
Matthew 5:38 - 48
vs 40
Gr. Telos - a task that is completed
Gr. Teleos - A fully completed task
To be like God
- Loving your enemies
- Loving the unlovely
Do the full job
Romans 5:8
A practical, stark, message
vs 38, 39
Jesus is calling us to be humble and not to react aggressively
Matthew 5:9
Keep the peace. Be a peacemaker.
Jesus is calling us to calm down and realise that God is taking care of us.
vs 46
Calling us to talk to others.
Sandi
entered at that moment and saw Kevin making a fool of himself. “That’s enough,
Kevin. I was there last night at the Historia. There’s, like, no need for a
repeat.
“I heard
about that,” Mack said.
Daria
and Jane also entered the cafeteria behind Sandi. “Kevin, you haven’t been
listening to me,” the latter said.
Brittany
tried to ignore him and just took another bite from her meal.
“Embarrassed?”
her friend, Donna Bolton, asked.
“Not
really,” Brittany answered. “But I think it’s related to his kidnapping.”
Donna
nodded. “I mean, Anders did humiliate him in front of all of Lawndale.”
“And so,
this is how he’s coping.”
At the
same time, Quinn, Stacy and Tori entered the Science faculty office. “Ms.
Barch?” Tori asked.
“I’m
here,” Ms. Janet Barch said as she came out of her cubicle. “What do you want?”
“You
know about the assignment Mr. O’Neill put out?” Quinn asked.
“I do.
He was enthusiastic about it on Monday night.”
“Right,”
Quinn responded and then explained about the Language Arts lesson.
“I see,”
Janet said when Quinn had finished. “I’ll encourage him,” she added in as
neutral a tone as possible.
And
failed, as all three students looked uncomfortable, with Stacy the most so.
“Thanks for your time,” Quinn said.
Ms. Li
entered the cafeteria to see that the reports of the quarterback making a fool
of himself were not an exaggeration. “Mr. Thompson! Get off that table this
instant!”
Kevin
jumped off the table and would have fallen over if Mack didn’t grab him.
“Thanks, Mack Daddy.”
“I told
you not to call me that.”
The
principal approached him. “Tell me, what was the meaning of this?”
“Um, I
want to go out with SpiderGirl.”
“She may
have rescued you from Lynn Anders, but that doesn’t give you an excuse to make
a scene! You will have detention this afternoon!”
“Oh
man!”
“That
was predictable,” Jodie said as she sat with Daria, Jane, Harry and Sandi
several minutes later.
“Kevin
has it in his head that because SpiderGirl rescued him she likes him,” Daria
responded.
“Unfortunately,”
Jodie responded.
“But
that’s not all that’s happening, is it?” Jane asked.
“No,”
Jodie said. “But Dad hasn’t said anything about the rumors, other than to say
that if they are true, that he would fight to the last to retain control of the
company.”
“That
seems obstinate,” Harry said.
“You
don’t know my father,” Jodie said.
Harry
opened his mouth again.
“And he
would also say that race has nothing to do with it,” Jodie said.
“I
wasn’t going to say that,” Harry said.
“I
believe that,” Jane said.
“My
father doesn’t see race when he conducts business deals. Or at least he tells
himself that.”
Lawndale
High seemed tense throughout the rest of the school day. The favorite animal
fad was fading but the consequences of Mr. O’Neill’s assignment were growing.
Jane
looked out at Lawndale from the roof as school let out. She quickly rough
sketched the Historia in the distance. The theater building looked as usual but
she was still thinking about Kevin’s new obsession with SpiderGirl. ‘If it is
now an obsession, then that means that Kevin may now be dangerous. A different
danger than Oscorp or Beck, but a danger nonetheless.’
She was
about to change to the Shadow when she heard the door open. She turned and saw
that it was Sandi. “Oh, it’s you.”
“Yes.
I’m sure you know that Daria’s tutoring Brittany.”
“Of
course.”
“I look
over the town from here sometimes,” Sandi said. “You, like, look like you’re
thinking about something.”
“Oh,
mostly about Kevin going down a dangerous path.”
“You
think he’s obsessed?”
“Yes!”
Jane answered.
Sandi
thought about that. “If he isn’t, he probably soon would be. Have you told
Daria, or one of the teachers?”
“Not
much the teachers can do outside the school. Ms. Li seems to be already on it.”
“Being
on detention is probably, like, counterproductive in his case. Stacy probably
will tell her mother.”
“But
that would only help at the Historia. Kevin still goes to the Pizza place as
well,” Jane responded.
Sandi
sighed as she stepped closer. “True.” She looked at Jane again. “That outfit
suits you.”
“Now you
compliment me? When I’m dressed in a way that you find suitable?”
“Um,
yes.”
“I’m
being conventional because I’m experimenting. And just because you and Daria
have hit it off over investigating what’s happening in Lawndale doesn’t mean
we’re friends. And whatever connection you two have to the fourth vigilante and
maybe Dafoanairi? I’m looking into that too.”
Sandi
took that in. “Go ahead.”
“I
will,” Jane proclaimed.
Jane
left the rooftop in a huff. She had found other places in the school where she
could change to the Shadow before leaving for the day.
Sandi
looked out towards the Historia. ‘The last rehearsal will be later, but I doubt
anyone would want to disrupt Tempest at this stage.’ She paused. ‘Kevin
won’t.’ Still, something seemed unsettled. ‘I will patrol around there anyway,
and watch out for any Oscorp agents.’
It
turned out that the afternoon was calmer than usual. Daria reflected on this as
she entered the Historia’s café just after sunset. ‘But there is still a lot
going on,’ she thought as she looked to where, Stacy was behind the counter.
She went up to order something before going to the rehearsal.
“So,
you’re ready for Tempest to be over?” Stacy asked after she had taken
her order.
“It
won’t really be over. There will be encore productions, including at the Story
Oak,” Daria responded, referring to theater in Oakwood that had been inspired
by the Historia.
“You
know what I mean.”
Daria
sighed. “Actually, I am. I mean I’ll miss it, but it also less stress. More
time for… other things.”
Stacy
nodded knowingly before turning to the coffee machine.
After
dinner, Sandi was ready for another search. ‘Of course, it’s likely if
SpiderGirl is her secret identity at the time, that I wouldn’t be able to
notice it’s her,’ she thought. She paused. She had already considered that
possibility. ‘But I haven’t told Daria.’ She shook her head as she grabbed the
yearbook. She noticed that Quinn was only the fifth after the current one. ‘One
search at a time!’
She
calmed herself and drank the energy drink. “Findu mann sem heiter: Rachel
Lincoln!”
She
found Rachel at Mr. Fun’s Arcade playing against Ted Dewit Clinton.
“Ted,
right.”
She
grabbed the list of extracurricular activities again.
Lawndale Lowdown – Student Newspaper
“Maybe,
but alongside both Morgendorffers,” she murmured. That would be quite awkward,
especially with Quinn. “Maybe not.”
Her
thoughts drifted back to her conservation with Jane on the rooftop about Kevin.
Were the nightly searches an indication that she was also obsessed with
SpiderGirl?
‘Maybe,
but if so, it is different to Kevin. Confrontation, yes, but after that we’d
just be rivals, not each other’s nemeses.’ Even so, she realized she wanted
Daria’s opinion on the matter. ‘But I know what she’s going to say.’
She
continued looking through the list.
Later,
the rehearsal was concluding.
“Was t
well done?” Brittany asked as Ariel.
“Bravely
and diligent. You Shall be free,” Tom said as Prospero.
The
Rehearsal concluded and Daria called the cast together.
“I must
say, that this production has been very successful. That despite Quentin Beck’s
disruption and cast members sustaining injuries. We have proven that the
Historia can be successful as a theater and a safe space in Lawndale at this
time.”
Brittany
met up with Daria as she headed out. “That was a good speech.”
“Thanks,
but it’s something I have been saying all this time,” Daria said.
“Not all
the time,” Brittany said as she twirled a pigtail “But some of the time.”
“I must
say that you’ve been improving as Ariel.”
“Thanks.”
“But we
haven’t really investigated Lawndale’s issues together since the brownouts,”
Daria said.
“I’d
like to compare notes,” Brittany said as they emerged into the foyer.
Tom was
still there. “Is that one reason why you were visiting last night?”
“Yes,”
Brittany said.
“What
was this?” Daria asked.
“Mostly
about the past two days,” Brittany answered.
“So, you
two had been investigating what’s going on?” Tom asked.
“Briefly.
From Groundhog Day until the brownouts. Then we’ve been busy with the play,”
Daria responded.
“I heard
that both of you were involved in exposing Lynn Anders regarding that fake
interview with SpiderGirl,” Tom said.
“That
was an urgent situation,” Daria responded.
“I
suppose so,” Tom allowed.
Brittany
twirled a pigtail. “And we have been gathering information separately.”
2nd
Matthew 5:17 - 20
Judgement
Human judgement is on a spectrum of subjectivity.
The needle or the nail
vs 17
Fulfill, or accomplish
Gr: Pieroo
- Bring to completion
- Ship arriving at port.
The Pharisees were patriotic Israelites engaging in legalistic righteousness.
Torah - Law
Not an electric fence but a trellis for a vine.
Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil
Before eating
- Side by side with God.
- God defines morality.
Know God = know goodness
After eating
- Humanity as judge
- varied morality.
SHAME
The weight of morality is exhausting.
Perfectionism - Self worth through performance based metrics
Always chasing the next thing
Book of Judges - 'They did what was good in their eyes'.
- True righteousness is a transformation of the heart.
vs 20
Righteousness
- Right relationships
- Justice
- Restoring brokenness
- Faithfulness within a community.
Generosity
Justice expressed
Care for others
Matthew 6:22
Mark 12:12 - 25
- Jesus challenging a fruitless religious system
- Fig leaves were the original shame
- 'Fig leaves' continued to be sold in the Temple
External behaviour is not enough.
It is an internal transformation.
The Cross - 'It is finished'.
The Pharisees persued righteousness by avoiding
Jesus invites us into a righteousness that persues love.