What It Means to Be an Elder

An elder is not measured by the turning of years, but by the turning of hearts they have touched.

They are the quiet flame that does not boast, yet still warms every soul who draws near.

They carry the memory of those who came before, and the hope of those yet to come.

Their wisdom is not a crown, but a river —flowing gently, carving patience into stone.

An elder listens before they speak, sees before they judge, and teaches not by words, but by the steadfast rhythm of their living.

They walk ahead not to lead, but to light the path — a lantern in the dusk, guiding us home to ourselves.