Sometimes I like to give a year or even just a season of life a name or a word, to mark and claim it. The naming helps me find an anchor and an inspiration, something to which I can return and for which I can strive. My word for this season is “Rise”.
I have a writing teacher and friend who encourages the use of acrostics to serve as a base and guide for scraping beneath the surface to find meaning in words.
Reach up and wide, and always return
Inside, remembering to
Stand and see in all things that
Eternity is at work.