Hello, my name is Christy Bacon and I have not written a blog post in 4 months. (“Hi, Christy.”)
This is my first post in 4 months, so if you are interested in an update of my life, here you go! If not, boo on you.
The heat is currently out in my church office, so I am sitting here typing with my jacket and gloves on and waiting for the heating and air people to come and rescue me from my ice-cube called a desk. I do have a space heater going, but if you know me, you know that it is still inadequate compared to my 73 degree ideal climate.
Guess who is in charge of VBS this year??? That’s right….me. Am I excited? Ehhhh, I am warming up to it. If I am going to be honest, I am already stressed. I have been stressed about it since last year’s VBS ended. I will be stressed until it is over. Stress: stress everywhere! The positive spin is that because of my anxiety, I am already getting stuff done. I have reserved dates, picked course material, and am in the process of organizing teachers and staff. In true Bacon fashion, my husband and I are already throwing the rulebook out the window and are putting our own spin on things. I can’t make it too easy for myself, can I?
Beginning with the new year, our youth group is seeing changes in formatting. The most notable of which is that Kyle and I are going to be teaching on Sunday nights starting this next Sunday, January 14th. We felt that it would be beneficial to have separate classes for the girls and boys so that there would hopefully be a little more focus and that if a matter needed to be discussed, the appropriate-gendered teacher would be able to address it directly with minimal embarrassment (you never know). The boys will be going through the Disciples Path literature for teens and the girls will be going through Angie Smith’s “Seamless” for girls. I am a bit nervous about this opportunity as I have never felt suitable or adequate to teach, but I am prayerfully submitting this area to God. If our youth do not see a variety of people committed to and passionate about studying and serving in our own churches, how can we expect them to perpetrate the gospel in their own lives? I desire that through my praying, studying, and living, I can inspire faith and passion in those around me. I pray that I can be honest with these girls with my struggles, inadequacies, and triumphs in all areas of my life so that they know that growing is not always easy and living is not always hopeless.
This time last year I was staring hopelessly out of my office window, wondering if would ever feel well enough to finish my education. I have had ups and downs, loops and cobra-rolls, but I am here. It has not been easy and yet it has not been hard; it has been…life. You do what you must so you can do what you need, if that makes any sense at all. I wish that I have something brilliant to tell you about what I have learned about my issues, but I really don’t. I have not found a miracle cure for my migraines; I still have arthritis and Reynaud’s. Something that I have discovered though is that you have to keep living. Take care of yourself, yes, but do not stop adventuring just because you might feel more up for it one day. Ride that rollercoaster, learn to cook fancy stuff, and move some worms into your kitchen, because when it is all said and done, it is better to have a year of bittersweet memories than lost hopes of what might have been. Life’s tough, get a helmet.
Meanwhile, I am Lysol-ing everyone who steps into my office that has as much as a sniffle.
By the way, I never made it through last spring semester without going to school. Though it was unofficial, I did go help with yearbook. Summer was of course uneventful on the educational front, but this last fall semester I managed to not only start back at the seminary part-time, but to also enroll part-time at a local university.
Things are not looking like they are going to move along very quickly, however. With the rate of which I am taking Masters classes at the Seminary, and also the load I can take at UALR, it seems that I am going to be chugging along around here for the next 5 years. Slow and steady wins the race, or at least that is what I am telling people.
This last fall I completed my 4 hours of Masters-level Hebrew, which was a-maz-ing. Who knew translating Hebrew poetry could be so interesting and that I could dedicate so much of my time to researching Biblical-era wool and flax spinning and forming different theories on the significance of “red” wool? I know the suspense is killing you, so I’ll tell you which passage I translated: Proverbs 31:10-31. Take a deeper look at it one of these days, it is worth it and it just might surprise you.
I also completed ASL 1 and Deaf Culture this last semester and am glad to report that learning yet another language is going slow and steady. I managed to make ‘A’s in both of these classes and only humiliate myself a handful of times. I am most grateful to my Deaf church family; they tolerate my poor communication skills with smiles on their faces and are always willing to patiently sign with and teach the new girl. I hope to be able to serve them one day. Perhaps in about 5 years…
I start back to UALR this next Tuesday, January 16th and Seminary that Thursday, January 18th. As of now, it seems that I will be taking around 14 hours for this spring semester. Pray for me.
Kyle and I are doing well; we had our 3rd Anniversary in September of last year. We still have worms in our kitchen, but have thankfully rid ourselves of our plague of gnats.
300 Media had zero weddings last year which was simultaneously relaxing and frustrating (Kyle has been spinning his creative wheels lately). We FINALLY got the dubs we needed for his Last Supper film while we were in Missouri for Thanksgiving, so that project is moving forward again! As of this morning, the film was rendering and just needed to be sent to our potential music scorer to get music finalized. We hope for the film to be premiered sometime soon!
While gone for New Year’s, our pipes froze inside of the walls of our apartment, but there was no damage done. That was a long couple of days, but at least we had electricity.
Christmas break has been a good opportunity to get some of my lower-priority hobbies warmed back up, such as baking and embroidery. I keep meaning to post pictures of some of my projects, but I haven’t. Perhaps in about 5 years…
Kyle finally held our niece for the first time on Thanksgiving weekend…because “she finally has a neck!”