Standing up for my faith

For those of you who do not know, the people in the state of Maine will go to the polls next week to vote on a number of hot issues, not the least of which is whether to allow gay marriage in Maine. It was legalized, and now, next week, people can vote on whether or not to overturn the decision. Those in favor of preserving "traditional marriage" are asked to vote "Yes" on question 1.

I haven't weighed in on this issue--for a myriad of reasons. However, when my God, my faith, and my religion are repeatedly insulted and disqualified, I become upset. This has been the case with all the propaganda surrounding the ballot question. There is an egregious double standard regarding the supporters and naysayers of this initiative. Those who support gay marriage are tremendously outspoken, almost to the point of assuming their way is the "obvious" way to vote. Yet, those who disagree, seemingly, are called "racists," "bigots," and "hatemongers," to only name a few. When, in fact, the only "hatemonging" I have seen has been done by the supporters of gay marriage--all over Waterville, folks have desecrated the "Yes on 1" signs, kicked them in, spray painted "NO" over the yes, and sprinkled the whole area where the signs reside with "rainbow flags." This is nothing short of terrorism--and, if I may be so bold, a hate crime. There has been no reporting of this in the news, yet I can't even imagine the fallout if the "reverse" group had committed the crime.

Whether one agrees with gay marriage or not (and, whether I agree with it or not) is completely and totally irrelevant. In fact, my biggest complaint about this whole "deal" is that the question is even on the ballot in the first place. If it is true that we live in a democracy where all are entitled to "equal protection," then there really is no reason why this should not be legal. Case closed.

But, as it happens, we do have the opportunity to vote, and many of us are Christian. And many of us are being called, as I wrote before, "hatemongers," "bigots," and "racists." Like I wrote above, the question as to if anyone agrees or disagrees with gay marriage is completely irrelevant. Your opinion doesnt matter, and neither does mine. A decision has already been made, and it has been made by God. Whether I support or don't support the question is of no consequence, since it is not my decision to make. God has already made it. And, as a Christian, I follow God's word.

I am not here proclaiming that I am some "high and mighty" Christian. But I am a Christian. And being a Christian means that I sin. A lot. On a "minutely" basis. I am not some "pure" being--I mean, 94% of the things I say end in "that's what she said." And I have been known to drink a beer. But, as a Christian, I believe in God's forgiveness. FOR ALL. And I believe in God's love. FOR ALL. God does not "hate fags," as some churches (the ones who give Christianity a bad name) would like you to believe. God loves all of us the same, and God treats everyone the same. In God's eyes, a sin is a sin is a sin, and we are all guilty. And God holds us all accountable--from the wife beater to the perpetual liar to the gay marriage participant to the alcoholic.

I do not judge anyone's lifestyle. And I do not presume to know what is "right." I try to love and forgive as many people as I can, like we all should. And I DO try to listen to God. And the question of same sex marriage is not MY decision to make. Like I said: God has decided. I think that at the heart of this whole issue is the selfishness of our human nature--we are so focused on our self and our own happiness and our own whims. But, as a true follower of God, it doesnt matter what "feels right" to you....it is all about Him. There is work involved in resisting temptation and making sacrifices--in all facets of our lives. No one said it was easy.

So, when one calls people like me a racist or a bigot or a hatemonger, what that person is essentially doing is calling my Lord a bigot or a racist or a hatemonger. And I take umbrage to that, and find that just as offensive and disrespectful, arguably, as when the "coin is flipped," and gays feel disrespected for THEIR lifestyle. There cannot be this double standard. Don't assume all Christians are these radical freaks; some of us simply follow God's word. And that is it.

Whether people like to believe it or not, each one of us worships something, and each one of us serves a god--that, obviously, may run the gamut from Jesus to Allah to Rush Limbaugh to Sony Playstation. And I find it completely ironic when leftists discredit the Holy Bible. Whereas I consider the bible the authority on law and morals, others point to the United States Constitution--so don't chastise me for putting my faith in a "document," because you are doing the same thing. And, with all due respect, my "document" is something written by God.....not rich, fat, slave owning white guys.

Please consider what I am saying before leaving the hate-filled comments. This is NOT a judgement call on homosexuals--some VERY close people in my life are gay. This is NOT an endorsement on either side of the voting issue. This is merely my attempt at showing the disparity that exists in this context. And this is my soapbox to stand up for my faith--a faith that has, in the past several months, taken quite a beating.

Peace.

Visit with the Clauss-Veals

Above, Callum plays with his "finger buddy" Michael. Callum really enjoyed "Trienta Uno Minutos," a Chilean children's comedy show featuring Spanish speaking puppets who make fun of the news.....

I put this next picture on here, just so I could hear my mom comment incessantly about this looks EXACTLY like me and how Callum makes the same faces I make, etc....
Amanda and I did a lot of drugs last night....
This is Wolff House on the UNH Campus. It houses the CENTER FOR ACADEMIC RESOURCES, where we both worked in college. A romance was born here.....

This is a historic blog: It is my first entry using a Mac. I decided to bring my Macbook home (since it has sat in my desk drawer for the past three years) in order to learn a little more about how these things work. The Goldsmiths would like to be Macs....right now we are PCs. We need to get a new computer soon, so maybe a Mac of our own is in our future???

We went down to Rochester NH for Friday night to stay with Andrea and Michael. After eating a good dinner of sausages, broccoli, and bean salad, we watched Callum run around their gray granite kitchen floor, trying to chase his reflection IN the floor.

On Saturday, it rained. Like crazy. All day. We headed over to our Alma Mater, the elite University of New Hampshire. We went to the MUB (Memorial Union Building) to check out what was new, and to buy Callum his first UNH sweatshirt. In retrospect, we have NO idea why we went to the MUB bookstore versus Hayden Sports, where we would have paid half as much....but I digress. So, after dropping 40 bucks for a toddler's sweatshirt, we went home. If it were nicer, we would have walked around the beautiful campus, but it was a nasty day. UNH holds such a special place in our hearts....it is where we met, it is where we fell in love, and it is where we lived for five years. It is part of us. We love it there. But we love our home in Maine.

We came home Saturday night and totally VEGGED out. Callum DID NOT sleep very well at Andrea's, waking up all night long. Plus, our inflate-a-bed kept going flat through the night. So we were very happy to sit at home, eat Asian Cafe, drink tea, and listen to the rain. I will report, too, that Callum's chimney and freshly sheetrocked room were bone dry during the four inches of rain we got! So good news.

So that is it. I am off to Portland for a conference tomorrow. And now we are going to go watch some Netflix. After I buy the new Blackeyedpeas song on iTunes!

Where have you been?

I remember how when I wrote my graduate school pedagogy (kind of like a "mission statement") I alluded to the fact that I find teaching English so desirable because, in life, people are always asking the question "where are you going?" But with English, language arts, and writing, one can truly explore the question of "where have you been?" It is imperative that, once in a while, we stop, reflect, and ponder the places we've been. These are pictures from about a year ago (give or take a couple of weeks....). So much has happened since last October.....

Callum absolutely loves his cousin Emma! He has her picture in one of his photo albums, and he always walks around carrying it and saying "Emma" over and over again. Back when this picture was taken, Callum didnt know an "Emma" from a Brontosaurus.....but now he is so much more aware of the people in his life. He has a very good memory, and as a testament to this, when he saw his Baa-Baa (great grandfather) for lunch yesterday, he got all excited and INSISTED that Baa-Baa change his diaper, show him the pumpkins, carry him around, etc. And he had not seen his Baa Baa for a couple of months. Also, Callum loves all his grandparents. He associates "ampy" with anything having to do with coffee. And he associates Nanna, Puppa, and mee-mee with anything having to do with the phone....

Look how chubby this kid was....

Looking through pictures from last year, it dawned on me that the Garners are about to celebrate their first wedding anniversary! That year went by fast, huh? This is a picture of Amanda and Michelle at the rehearsal dinner at the lovely bed and breakfast in Rangely. We had such a wonderful time during the whole event planning--from engagement to wedding day. And now, Michelle and Chris have their very own little pumpkin: Reid. We miss getting together with them....

Auntie KK and Uncle Twon came up last Halloween (Anthony and I enjoyed a couple of growlers of OPB while we gave out candy to 300 kids....), and they are planning on bringing Jackson on his "maiden voyage" to Maine THIS Halloween. Callum was a pumpkin last year--a very awkward, fussy, and amorphous pumpkin. This year, he'll be a duck (Amanda is sewing the costume as I write this) and six month old Jackson will be a pirate! Should be pretty neat...especially with the virtual "block party" we have with the Greenlaws in back of us, and, this year, the Shores right where Paul and Lucille used to live.....

My little pumpkin! Callum has started saying his name....when you ask him who he is or what his name is, he responds, with an ear to ear grin, that his name is "Al-man." You have to hear it to truly appreciate it.

I wonder what where we'll be NEXT October..........

Mr(s). (Gold) Smith Goes to Washington

Augusta Maine's waterfront on the Kennebec River. Get in a canoe, paddle north for about 18 miles (portaging around a dam) and you can then walk the 200 feet to our house. Yeay.

Our statehouse, as photographed from "Capitol Park."

Or at least Augusta.

Today Amanda began her new job. She is still working for the state of Maine, only now she is working directly for the legislature right in the State House. Her new title is "legislative services assistant," and she reports directly to Mr. David Boulter, who is the executive director of the legislature. Wow....pretty cool stuff Amanda.

Basically, Ms. Piles will be doing human resources stuff and working directly with the congressmen and women, along with the senators. Mike, do you capitalize "senators" and "congressmen?" You would know....

It is a big change and (if I do say so myself, since Amanda is very modest) a big step up for Mrs. Goldsmith as far as the challenges go.

As a family, we decided to take advantage of this offer, even though it means we'll be taking a pay cut; part of this position entails Amanda only working three days a week (part time) on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. However, this means that she'll be home with Callum two days each week. Two of the other days he'll go to "school" with his friends, and then on Fridays he will be with his Mee-mee (do I see the resurrection of "zoo days?")

We are really excited about the time Amanda will be able to stay home, and we could really care less about the money. All that stuff does is cause problems anyway.

Congratulations Amanda!!

(**editors note: From a completely selfish point of view, I have to say how great it was to come home yesterday--one of Amanda's days at home--to the presence of Amanda and Callum greeting me at the door, the smell of fresh baked chocolate chip cookies, and the sight of homemade meatloaf ready to bake in the oven**)

Wood's in.....

So I am realizing I havent been doing well at keeping up with this blog. I guess this is for two reasons: One, I really dont think anyone reads it anymore. Two, we desperately need a new computer. This one is missing the "r" key, and it is really REALLY slow (it is 6 years old) and that really bothers me. But then I got to thinking: I dont really care if no one reads this, because WE read it and, just like MET's, it is a good way to remember our own lives and what we do from day to day. Someday we'll look back and enjoy this. And I guess I just need a new computer. I have TWO school computers (macbook and Gateway notebooks) which are faster. Maybe I should use those. Okay. I digress...

Obviously, THIS year's wood is done, and has been for a while. Part of it is shown below....the first blue tarp, and the green tarp all all for this year. I am really proud of the fact that I have split all our wood (by HAND...not these wussy splitters....which I know I will have to succumb to when I am 70) because it makes me feel I am providing for my family. Part of the many issues I have...haha. We have actually used a bunch of wood already, since it has been a pretty cold October. I have been using all my "kindling" wood, which is dry and good for hot and fast fires, and that stuff is basically gone already. A cold month.

Here is Callum standing in the woodshed, getting ready to grab a little piece of wood. He is getting really into the wood stove, and he loves carrying little pieces of kindling around. Also, as a Callum update, he is really into horses and whales lately...in fact that is all he talks about now.
Ahh.....fresh (and seasoned) red oak. Nothing smells better than freshly split red oak...it is sweet and musky and heavy. It is awesome. The downside is that because of this wet-like smell, it takes freakin' three years to dry and become seasoned. Oak is a VERY heavy and dense wood that is perfect for wood stoves. The stuff you see in the "shed" is all red oak that has been seasoning for three years. It should be awesome this year. The stuff to the left of the shed is the wood I just finished splitting and stacking (well, actually, Amanda stacked four pieces). Callum is walking around my "staging area," where I split all my wood (note the chopping block in the center). On Saturday I finished cleaning it all up, separating the bark for kindling, small pieces for fall fires, and chips for my "smoking" ventures. The black container next to the shed is a compost bin I made. Good stuff. I love my wood.

Okay, so I'm not totally done.....the stuff on the right is the oak (which looks stacked like crap because it was muddy and the ground was uneven). But the stuff to the left is rock maple (sugar maple) which is awesome stove wood, but splits harder than atoms. The oak and birch, on the other hand, splits easier than Jon and Kate Gossline.....I just wanted to tell some "split" jokes. But the maple sucks to split, and basically you need a wedge and a sledgehammer....which is kind of what Jon Gosselin needs to make HIS problems go away.......

Amanda's job will be to cover the wood with tarps.

It is a LOT of work, and my hands look like raw hamburg, but wood is an awesome workout and nothing beats heat from a wood stove. So, when the weather turns colder, come on over, "sit a spell" by our stove, and enjoy a glass of port or fresh beer. We'll be waiting for you....

Thinking about work.....

And the connection it has to television. So many of our favorite shows (Are you being served? and The Office) are shows that are set at a workplace. Then I started thinking about how sooooo many television shows and films are set at places of work---both conventional and unconventional. I came up with a list. Can you add to it? It is fun to try to brainstorm.....

The office
Greys anatomy
ER
Scrubs
Mystic pizza
Designing women
News radio

Cheers

The West Wing
Taxi
WKRP in Cincinnati
Office space
Are you being served?
Fawlty towers
MASH
NCIS
CSI

(all the other lame copycat NCIS shows)

The Unit
Upstairs Downstairs

Cocktail

What else??????????? Let us get a DIALOGUE going......

We went to the Apple Farm,

and here are some picture.....

Callum with a Belgian Quarter Horse named Prince. Actually, Callum wasnt really the least bit interested in the horse. But mommy loves horses.

Callum LOVES apples....he loves holding them, picking them, eating them, and putting them into "peck" bags. Today was a beautiful, cool, WINDY day, and we had a wonderful time picking apples. What we did was this: We played this morning, then Callum went down for a nap at around 12:30. While he did that, Amanda worked on the wallpaper taking downing, and I finished splitting next year's firewood (we'll stack tomorrow). Also I washed my Allez in preparation for a few more good fall rides. When Callum awoke, we went into the backcountry of Fairfield.
I will be getting an 8x10 of this. I love it. Look how happy this kid is. I can only pray that this happiness and exuberance be with him all of his life. He makes me smile more than I ever thought possible.

Callum is only in the 20th percentile for his height and weight (MY son???). But, alas, he is now tall enough to ride on my shoulders (his legs werent long enough for me to hold before that). He enjoys riding way up high, and it makes it easy for him to grab apples!

Last night after CS went to bed, we had some fun of our own....

We made some firestarters for the stove (melting and reforming the remains of old votive candles), and then we carved a jack-o-lantern. We took the seeds from the pumpkin, coated them with oil, honey, and salt, and roasted them. Yum!! Here is our 'jack....

No one lost any finger, and it looks so good sitting in our breezeway, alight with a candle inside. It actually looks kind of creepy when you see it from the street....