This is the word I chose for the year. As an intentional living and mindful habit, I noticed people choosing words instead of specific goals during the last two or three years. These are words we try to live into throughout the year. Picking a word instead of a deed changes the way we live.
Many of the people I work with are entering into a season of life, caring for their parents. We have been well trained caring for our children. If we were lucky enough to be cared for by our parents, if they let us, we begin to take on more of the care for them.
It isn’t a coincidence I chose this for my word this year. Now that it is the season of lent, I am taking the time to reflect on suffering more. In the past I considered suffering a lonely word. But, my new learning puts caring right alongside suffering. It is the promise of hope.