Jerusalem Greer

The Theology of Place, Liturgical Shenanigans, Farm Living

word find

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somewhere, around December 31, I read on someones blog (forgive me that I don’t remember whose, I will try and remember…) that instead of new years resolutions they were going to adopt a “word for the year.”
A word that meant something to them, their dreams, their hopes, their heart.

I tried to come up with a word and never could.
I tried.
I tried out several words – turning them over and over. Throwing them against the wall to see if the stuck.
But no word stuck.
And I forgot about it, because the new year came, and I went back to work and the kids went back to school, and I thought the moment had passed for a word-of-the-year.

Until yesterday.
Yesterday, out of the blue, my word found me.

One moment I was just doing nothing special, and the next moment it was there.
And I knew immediately that it was the word for this year. Perhaps for longer than that even. Perhaps it is my word.


Found .

Found is my word.

Since it is fresh and new I am only beginning to ponder it’s implications,
but I could not just sit still and not celebrate it’s arrival, even so.

So I made this little collage on a reclaimed cabinet door I had in my stash, and used scraps of paper from other projects, piecing it all together quickly, as my excitement over having a word grew. My little collage is not perfect, but it was not meant to be.
It was simply an expression of the moment and will be a reminder of it all year long.

Comments

  5. Oh I like that! I too read that post and cannot remember who it was either! hehe That is good. I think I may need to search for my word.
    Hugs, Lisa

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