My Next Adventure: TEACHING!

Like most college students, I changed my major after my freshman year. I switched from Music Education to Music Performace, and I can vividly remember the conversation I had with Dr. Bigley about the decision. Well. Not really that vividly, it was 10 years ago. But I do remember the concluding sentence. He told me,

“Betty,  it doesn’t really matter what you choose. If God wants you to teach, he will have you teach. And if God wants you to perform–it doesn’t matter what your degree says-you’ll perform.” 

Now, here we are a decade later, and I am fulfilling that very “prophesy”. I don’t have a degree in Education (I wish!), and I don’t have any real classroom experience, but God has wonderfully, graciously, and randomly made a way for me to be a teacher.

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On Monday, I start teaching fulltime at East Hill Christian School! I am a 6th grade Science, Math, and (my favorite subject) Bible teacher and I am pumped! Oh, and terrified. I am very aware of my lack of knowledge when it comes to classroom management, lesson plannings, and let’s be real-6th-grade science.

But, depending wholeheartedly on the Holy Spirit, I am going to joyfully, humbly, and creatively teach my 6th graders. And by teach, I mean guide, learn from, love, encourage, challenge, pray for, evaluate, and disciple the dear students God brings my way.  I am excited to learn from other teachers,  learn from my many mistakes, and grow in knowing how to best guide young people to understand and treasure truth and intellect. I am very passionate about Christian education and cannot wait to interweave the character of God into our lessons to help cultivate children who delight in their Creator.

I am very grateful to God for giving me this opportunity, and as aforementioned, completely dependent on Him to use me and teach me to be a master teacher! And from y’all I welcome any resources/tips/words of wisdom/encouragement/etc. that you may have for me!

As always, thanks for taking the time to read and hear my heart!

Much Love!

Mrs. Bacon 🙂

 

Education is the Most Powerful Weapon by Nelson Mandela - 8 1/2 x 11 art print signed by Aimee Ferre

 

Checking off the standards you've taught becomes the focus, but the reality is that this quote perfectly describes our true purpose as teachers.

 

My teacher thought I was smarter than I was - so I was.

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5 Reasons I Love My Husband Playing Video Games

I think that guys playing video games gets a bad wrap. Though it can be bad-it doesn’t have to be! Here are my thoughts on the subject!

5 Reasons I Love My Husband Playing Video Games

1.)  He gets to hang out with his long distance friends– My husband and I are currently living in Portales, NM, and almost all of our closest friends are living in Western PA. That means that we get to find creative ways to stay connected despite the hundreds of miles in between us. For me, that’s facetiming coffee dates with my friends- and for Nathaniel, it’s chatting & killing zombies via PS4 & a headset with his friends. I love that! Just like I ask and make sure a particular evening is free/good for us if I facetime Amy, so he will also check and make sure it’s good for him to spend some time with Tim on a particular night to play video games.  It’s not about permission, it’s just respecting each other’s time. And on those nights, I love that while I’m making dinner, I can hear my husband laughing with one of his groomsmen, asking about his life and marriage, all while killing zombies.

2.) I find joy in his joy!– Just like I do, my husband stays busy and has lots of hobbies. Japanese woodworking, reading Tolkein, riding motorcycle, etc. I’m happy that he enjoys things, and I think it’s important that we both have our primary joy in Christ, our secondary joy in each other, and plenty of other joys in life separately! We are one, and yet still individual people, and we need to live in that juxtaposition even in our hobbies!

3.) I value how differently we’re wired– It’s not my jam–but I love that he relaxes and enjoys playing different characters and saving the entire world/civilization! I love that he loves strategy, and bravery, and heroism, and sci-fi– and all that is manifested in his hobby of gaming.

4.) He invites me into his hobby- I never feel like gaming is “his time” or “his thing”. I get to snuggle up next to him, and do things I enjoy with him by my side. He also is convinced that I will enjoy playing Mass Effect, so we have created a character and I’m going to give it a go sometime soon 🙂

5.) He invests appropriate time into it-  He doesn’t play often-so it’s easy for me to not be bothered by it. But I can totally understand a person’s frustration if their s/o a.) plays a game that Christ would hate to watch, OR b.) if-by playing it- they’re ignoring their God given responsibilities (of loving their wife/family, providing for their home, being spiritual disciplined, investing in the local church, etc.). BUT Nathaniel does neither of those things. For example, this morning, Nathaniel made us breakfast, we read a chapter in a book on marriage together, did some yard work, took our dog on a walk, then ran some separate errands. So when he played a game while I baked and spent some time on my computer- there was ZERO room for frustration about time.

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Mother’s Day Without Mothers

What’s a chocolate chip cookie without the chocolate chips?

What’s a halloween party without a costume?

What’s hanging mistletoe without someone to kiss?

And what on earth is Mother’s Day when your mom isn’t here anymore to celebrate?

I know that I can still celebrate her legacy and her life, even though she is in Glory-but it’s not the same, you know? I want to get her a gift. I want to write her a card. I want her arms to wrap around me in a tight embrace that is better than any other hug I’ve known.

I know and believe truth. I know and believe she is in a better place, that God has purpose for all the pain, that he took her at the perfect time-though I don’t understand why. I know how fortunate I am to have had her in my life for 28 years and how grateful I am for all God did in and through her.

But it still sucks.

It hurts.

It’s sad.

I don’t like it.

So this motherless, Mother’s Day, I am going to feel the incredible weight of that sadness, with the soothing peace of that truth. I am probably going to cry, and that is sooooooo okay.

But, because of my faith in Jesus, I am not going to stop there. I want to be what he would want me to be. I want to have his heart. So I am going to pray to be used on Mother’s Day. I am going to pray that God puts on my heart and mind, other people who need encouragement or love that day. Mothers with children who are not emotionally healthy enough appreciate them the way they deserve to be appreciated. Mothers with children who are not older enough to understand the constant sacrifices they are making. And mothers who are mothers and grandmothers themselves, who, though months or years have passed, will still be feeling the still of missing their own moms.

Join me in aiming to love these women well, and let me know if you have any thoughts on Motherless Mother’s Day ❤ 

With Tears of Heartache & Gratitude for the Gospel,

Betty

To the Uninvited…

People have favorite questions.

When you’re a high school/college senior it’s: “So, what’s your plan after your graduate?”

When you’re expecting, it’s: “Girl or boy?”

And when you’re engaged, it’s: “So how are wedding plans going?”

For me, wedding planning hasn’t been TOO stressful (there have been 2 moments that I dreaded it, but other than that-it’s been chill!) and I try and keep the mindset of– “I get to throw a giant party with the friends and family who love Nathaniel and I the most to celebrate God’s goodness and eat really good food.” And that doesn’t sound so stressful to me at all!

Details aren’t my jam-so I’ll be figuring out everyone’s table setting here in the next few weeks, but I do have all the invitations stuffed and sealed and probably going to the right address, so that’s exciting!

But as I prepare to mail them out, I can’t help but think of the dozens and dozens of people who won’t be receiving an invitation. People that I love and laugh with. People that I’ve been shaped by, and have had the privilege of helping to shape. Our venue is lovely, but small compared to the number of people I have felt connected to or loved by in my 28 years on this earth.

So to you-the college suite-mates that grew with me, the church families that took me in, the church friends that saw me through ugly seasons and loved me anyways, the coffee date buds who steadfastly care, and the amazing old and new co-workers who make work a wonderful place to be- i love you. I love you and please don’t interpret my inability to invite you as a mark of your value to me, or your impact in my life. Don’t think you’re lack of an invitation means anything except we have a small budget and a big family. If you feel some sort of way about not getting an invite, PLEASE message me and talk with me. I’m happy to affirm our relationship and schedule a time for us to get together soon. xoxo

Much love and gratitude,

Betty

 

Also…kind of regretting that we didn’t do this…

Birthday Reflection Poem

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Today is my dad’s birthday.

And it kind of makes me want to cry.

He is such a precious gift to me.

And I am so glad that he’s alive.

 

Mom gracefully left the pain of this world,

and went Home 160 days ago.

It’s dad’s first birthday without her.

And he’s missing her fiercely, I know.

 

But he never complains, never questions,

On Christ the solid rock he stands.

He trusts God’s goodness and timing

Even in the darkest of lowlands.

 

He teaches and taught us kids & countless others

to laugh through tears,

To love through heartbreak,

And to serve constantly and creatively year over year.

 

What unconditional love looks like.

What commitment to the Church looks like.

What selflessness and humility looks like.

What a really clean kitchen looks like.

 

His gentle and patient responses

have molded me to see

the wisdom of being slow to anger,

and apologizing when you’re wrong-immediately.

 

Mom went Home-

“At the perfect time” says my faith-gently and with love.

“But so early” my heart mutters as it chokes back tears indicative of

The solemn reality that I am not guaranteed

any days in this life.

 

 

And so I treasure each one.

Each day, each sweet relationship

Knowing even this difficult side of eternity

is a gift worthy of rejoicing and worship.

 

Knowing God gave my dad to me,

Is something I’m grateful for-staggeringly!

He’s a comedian, a supporter, a prayer warrior and guide.

He’s a confidant, wonderfully nonchalant-knowing God is by his side. 

 

Today is my dad’s birthday.

And it kind of makes me want to cry.

He is such a precious gift to me.

And I am so glad that he’s alive.

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