Paper Anniversary | Year One

11 June, 2012 § 2 Comments


Today is my first wedding anniversary with my beautiful wife Sonya. God has blessed us immeasurably this year as we have been through Hell and high water some months to make ends meet. Thank you my regular readers for coming along with us and sticking through the silent periods. What lays ahead is uncertain, but God knows the plans He has for us and I’m excited to see what He’ll do with us this coming year.


Waiting for Daffodils

20 April, 2012 § 3 Comments

When I stand before God in the end, I want to have waited everyday expectantly and  joyfully for His second coming.

Not as some who will have been entangled with fret over the rulers of this earth and the  threat of inconvenience on the future generations.

The legacy that I want to leave my children and their children after them is that I waited for the daffodils and was delighted when they bloomed.

This is the day which the LORD has made;
Let us rejoice and be glad in it.” Psalm 118:24

On Histories

17 April, 2012 § Leave a comment

After a war the victor sits in his cushioned armchair, pale from the bloodletting that preserves his idea of peace and prosperity. What was necessary for preservation is as good as done; therefore he writes the wrongs in retrospect–chronicling victories and assaying the  events in what light he will.

In any light, our’s is a history of violence.

International Women’s Day Special

8 March, 2012 § Leave a comment

In honor of International Women’s Day, I would like to welcome my wife, Sonya Bacon, to the writing team of Straws Weekly. Sonya and I share a passion for living life socially simple, yet concentrated. She is from Northern Ireland and is the love of my life. I’m excited for the perspective that she will bring to Straws.

Sonya, fascinates me. She is industrious, yet submissive. She is humble to receive correction and craves to be lead in the way of the Lord. She is the wife that I do not deserve, who encourages me to be the husband that she doesn’t deserve either; in all ways moving closer to the One who has brought us together and called us to be one.

The Lord has blessed me with a wife and I am continually reminded of the Psalmist’s words,

“The man who finds a wife finds a treasure, and he receives favor from the LORD.” Proverbs 18:22

My Sonya is my treasure, and I will revel in her mysterious nature, continually discovering her for the rest of my life.

Spanking as a Form of Discipline

11 December, 2011 § 1 Comment

PREFACE: I wrote this in response to an article that addressed discipline plans in the home. The comments afterwards were mainly focused on whether or not you should spank your children and what that should look like. These are my views on discipline in the life of a child.

“Childhood is supposed to be the age of safe failure; the age when they are educated in how to live, think and act in order that they will function in the home and in society in the best possible way.  A spank is a swift, disciplinary action carried out in a controlled environment in order for the child to know that their actions or attitudes are unacceptable and displeasing to the authority. In other words, we’re not talking about taking off limbs here. Some of you are under the impression that a beating and a spanking are synonymous, KNOCK IT OFF! It’s not child abuse to smack a child’s hand when they reach for the stove or power outlet, it’s grace in that you didn’t allow them sustain a more impressionable and permanent damage for their actions.  That said, not every action or attitude requires a spanking, just as not every attitude or action in life hurts physically, but each method of discipline (not punishment) should be used methodically, consistently, and with compassion in order that the child will know how to live, think and act in the culture of your home and society in the best possible way.”

PS: I was writing strictly in the context of an unbelieving home, but this model is contingent on a consistent standard of life, which only the Christian’s relationship with God through the scriptures can give.

My Beloved Bride

17 April, 2011 § Leave a comment

The future Mrs. Bacon

My Fiancee, Sonya.

There have been a lot of questions lately as to what my fiance looks like, so here she is, looking quite beautifiul as always. 


30 January, 2011 § Leave a comment


3Behold, (F)children are a gift of the LORD, The (G)fruit of the womb is a reward.  4Like arrows in the hand of a (H)warrior, So are the children of one’s youth.  5How (I)blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them; (J)They will not be ashamed When they (K)speak with their enemies (L)in the gate.”

Psalm 127:3-5

I love archery. When I was a child, my father bought my brother Ben and I longbows as a way for him to spend more time with us. After we set up the bales of hay, I would fire my bow till my left wrist nearly bled from the impact of the string. My pointer and middle fingers were raw at the bend from drawing it back to the full limit of my laughable forearms. My brow would fiercely furrow as I looked down the shaft of my arrow, shifting my focus from tip to target. The sound of the whistling dart was music to my ears and the electrifying victory of a bull’s-eye was eye-candy. I prided myself on being a fair archer and it greatly pleased me to hear my father praise my ability. When I read the Psalmist equating having many children to being a warrior archer, it spurs on my desire to develop and sharpen my arrows until they are fit for the service of the Lord.

It has always been my dream to have a son– a sharp young arrow who looks as much like me as I do my own father. This desire is a bit narcissistic, I admit, but in light of the future joy, I could not want a better life than that of a father—a daddy. Over and over again I dream of it as if it were that bull’s-eye. I would have a dozen children but for my poor fiancé who puts up with this insatiable yearning for a line of my own; therefore I strive to be sensitive to her wants and needs as well.   For this reason I think of why people choose not to have children. No longer are we in the age of giving birth for the joy of necessity. Instead we have entered into an era where a young family may choose not to have children and for it to have no immediate consequence in their lives whatsoever. The farm won’t go under for lack of hands, families won’t go underdressed in the winter because there was no one to sow or knit, and families won’t starve for lack of food because they couldn’t get the harvest in before the frost. As utilitarian as these reasons are for having children, it is not a big deal for a couple to refrain from procreation for the sake of convenience. Without children, there are no diapers, no messes, sleep filled nights, no PT meetings, and the like. But in the end, we all atrophy, and if there is no one strong who loves us to uphold us when we become weak and aged, then we will crumble and die, decrepit and lonely. Therefore; I desire, for the sake of my future children and their spouses, for more people to fathom the joy of parenthood that awaits us. Yes it will be difficult, and yes, it will call for transformation, but I welcome the trials that will assay my character. I will cherish the elation of faithful children standing by my side at the city gate, standing for their God and their daddy, a skilled archer.

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