Snow Covered Hills & Life
I was thinking this morning about how life can be like a trip out to the snow covered hills to ski (or snowboard). We want the excitement of the ride down, but being inexperienced, we end up taking some knocks and tumbles along the way. Even as we become more experienced, there's ever more challenging slopes to conquer. Sometimes we have the thrill of a great ride. Sometimes we get tired and sore, need a break, and take time out for refreshment, recovery, and renewal. And sometimes we get exhausted, worn, beaten up, and discouraged. That's when we really need our friends' encouragement to pick ourselves up and go on to finish. When the day is done, it seems although we've been riding the hills all day, we haven't progressed much. But each time we're getting a little better, a little stronger, and what used to seem so challenging isn't so challenging anymore. Soon we'll be the one's cheering on and encouraging those who are less experienced, remembering what it was like to be there. Take heart - life is challenging - but we are growing and we are not alone. When we look back, we'll have great memories and great friends. And we'll know we were up for the challenge, we did it, we conquered!Note: Some of my thoughts here come from reflecting on my friend Stephenie's November post "Warning: Blonde On a Snowboard" on her blog Exhale telling of her first time experience out snowboarding, and some come from my own experiences out skiing.
posted by Colleen @ 6:52 AM
2 Comments:
Yes Colleen, I have often thought (while on my knees wondering if I'll make it to the bottom) how metaphorical snowboarding is of life. I think its so cool how God teaches us things through our expperiences. Honestly! God wants me to snowboard. He gave me the stuff for dirt cheep, gave me a friend to teach me, and a whole load of snow! For whatever reason, He wants me to do this. :)
Go for the gusto and enjoy! When I first started skiing, I didn't know how to snowplow and was frequently out of control on the slopes. The first few times out were the same - I thought I'd never get the hang of it. Then the time came where my body finally got it and...yeah! I got it! The fun just grew from there!
Post a Comment
<< Home