It’s clear that we (that’s to say, mankind) defines roles for males and females. What males can do (permission, not ability), females may not be permitted to do; and vice-versa. In the light of the scriptures, namely Genesis when God creates man and woman in his image, heteronormativity can be rejected in so far as it prevents males from doing those things which only females typically do; and vice-versa. (Service is a big one for me). Furthermore, I argue that a Christian of either sex should look for remnants, or clues of the image of God in the other sex. For it follows that if both sexes are created in God’s image and we are commanded to strive to be like our deity (Lev ##, Peter ##), and the sexes have propensities toward different character traits (i.e., fearlessness, compassion) then it would behoove us to take note of those characteristics which we find ourselves lacking and apply them to our character in order to be most like Christ, in whom the fullness of the deity dwells in bodily form.
Whoever thinks that they can move all their stuff/junk in one day is supremely mistaken. Emily and I thought when my parents brought up a U-Haul, we could just chuck everything thing in there and that would be the end of it; but, since the U-Haul, we have made 3 more trips to the old apartment on Donley Street. Today, Tuesday May 2, we consider ourselves moved to our new, wonderful, clean, neutral, spacious, air-conditioned 818 Timberline apartment.
We checked our new mailbox for the first time yesterday and found a letter from HealthSouth addressed to Emily offering her a brand-spanking new, scrub-wearing job! It’s looking like she’ll start on or around May 15th. Other things we’ve received recently in our mailbox include a wedding invitation to celebrate the union of one Matthew Duane Maust to Christina Brie Ann Salyer. The “honor of [our] presence [was requested] on Saturday, the twentieth of May two thousand and six at eleven o’clock at Memorial Baptist Church in Beckley, West Virginia.” That all translates to May 20th @ 11:00am. What fun that day shall entail for both families as we celebrate this magnanimous Caucasian occasion.
Less reader-friendly news includes the momentous occasion of this week being the final week of my penultimate semester at WVU. Four exams tomorrow (yikes) and one on Thursday, and then I am free to toss ice until the kids (baby goats, not children) come home.
Thanks and props go out to everyone that loves us and reads our web page on a cotidial basis. You are the wind beneath our wings.
Sincerely, most tactfully yours in love and much embraces,
Ps. Come over for dinner. We’ll bake you bread in our new (my mom’s old) bread maker!
Oftentimes it has struck me while reading the prophets of the Old Testament (Isaiah or the minor prophets), that these men may not actually be speaking for God, but be expressing their own displeasure with and toward the people of Israel or the entire world. As prophets, they may feel fed up that their audience is not responding favorably to their call to repent and honor their God that led them out of Egypt. Frustration seems understandable. The thought sometimes creeps into my mind while reading their “frustrations” that what they are speaking could be their own pent-up feelings dressed up in lengthy discourse; and, thus not God’s own words, his prophecy.
Several ideas now come to me that seemingly speak against this de-sacradization of holy writ:
- The frustrations are the frustrations of God. After all, he is holding out his hands all day long to a rebellious people (Isaiah 65:2).
- Thus, the prophet is speaking the words of God. The “true prophets were not simply men of political genius or wise thinkers with unusual insight into civic and world affairs” (Robert L. Reymond’s A New Systematic Theology of the Christian Faith, p29).
As we come to the end of yet another God-given month in the lives of A & E Maust, we’ve got some exciting news. This Saturday, April 29, will be signing the lease on our new apartment at Timberline Apartments here in Morgantown. This new place has lots of windows, clean colors, a pool right outside our door, and many other snazzy luxuries! We are very excited. Our new address is:
Drew & Emily Maust
Morgantown, WV 26505
Also, last week Emily became the proud owner of a full-blown driver’s license. And, taking advantage of that license, she has just left this morning for a job interview at Mon General Hospital here in Morgantown. The position she is interviewing for requires going to peoples’ homes and providing care for them while they are at home. She was very nervous when she left here, and I’m not sure if that’s because this is the first time she is driving on her own without me in the car, or if it’s because of this interview. She will do bloomin’ awesome though at both! We’ll keep you posted on her job situation. Emily has one more interview this week at a different hospital in town. Please, Lord, let them give her a company vehicle!
Well, Emily has just called me to say that she has arrived safely at the hospital this morning. She then said “Ok, I’m going in.” Go, Peanut!
Furthermore, I am in the process of completing training at Home City Ice. Yes, that’s right, I’m going to be an ice delivery driver. I’ll truck around on the open roads of Morgantown, stopping at all the most elegant stops (Dairy Marts, Wal-Marts, Shop N’ Saves, & countless Mom & Pop shops). I will then proceed out of the cab of my truck, climb in the back freezer of the truck which is kept at a cool 25°F (-4°C), load up my dolly full of ice, and head into the depths of given store and stack ice in the most glorious fashion you’ve ever seen. Repeat 1000 times and you’ve got my summer!
Speaking of summer, Emily and I are very excited to welcome the ever-jovial Nigel, Georgina, Sally, & Hannah Hayes in the month of August to Morgantown! The exact date of their arrival is yet to be announced but I will keep you posted so that you might be able to be at the Pittsburgh International Airport the evening they arrive in order to get their autographs before they are whisked away in a limousine and driven to Morgantown.
That’s all for now.