Zealousness: A Lesson from the Slopes

Dear friends, I’m here today to share a tale from my younger years, a story that taught me a valuable lesson about zealousness. It’s a story about a skiing trip, a mountain, and a young man’s determination.

The Skiing Trip

It was the winter of ’72, and I was a young man full of vim and vigor. I had just purchased my first pair of skis and was eager to conquer the slopes. I remember it as if it were yesterday – the chill in the air, the crunch of the snow underfoot, and the exhilaration of the unknown.

The Mountain

There was a particular mountain, a towering, majestic beast that had been the talk of the town. It was known for its steep slopes and treacherous turns. Many had tried to conquer it, but few had succeeded. I, in my youthful zeal, decided that I would be one of those few.

The Lesson

As I stood at the foot of the mountain, skis in hand, I felt a surge of adrenaline. I was ready. I was determined. I was zealous. But as I soon learned, zealousness without wisdom can lead to disaster.

I charged up the mountain, ignoring the warnings of the more experienced skiers. I was too eager, too impatient. I wanted to conquer the mountain, and I wanted to do it now. But the mountain had other plans.

I took a tumble, a hard one. I lay there in the snow, winded and bruised, my skis a tangled mess. It was a humbling experience, to say the least. But it was also a valuable lesson.

The Wisdom

Zealousness is a powerful force. It can drive us to achieve great things, to push beyond our limits, to conquer mountains. But it must be tempered with wisdom. We must learn to listen, to observe, to take our time. We must learn to respect the mountain before we attempt to conquer it.

So, my friends, as you go about your lives, remember this lesson from the slopes. Be zealous, by all means. But also be wise. And remember, the mountain isn’t going anywhere. It will be there when you’re ready.

Until next time,

Kev