There is a race within each of my sons – I call it The Four Horses of Maturity participating in the Race of Life – more specifically, the most important race of an individual’s life. The Four Horses of Maturity are named Physical, Emotional, Intellectual and Spiritual.
When the gates open, Physical Maturity bolts, a thrilling surge for the lead, over-powering muscle, yet without caution, without strategy to pace, without limit recognition.
After an anxious route to the starting gate, Emotional Maturity gains, passing a spent Physical Maturity, nipping it on the flank as it moves to pass. Emotions raging, uncontrolled, Emotional Maturity behaves erratically. Emotional Maturity explodes forward without reason. Hard to handle, easily spooked, seemingly confused about being ahead, possibly thinking the race won, unsure of what to do. . . .
Until Intellectual Maturity edges up, having
executed a fairly smooth trip to move into the lead. Reason reigns, using logic and reason to keep Emotional Maturity and Physical Maturity in check, not allowing them a chance to gain. Intellectual Maturity blocks the advancement of Spiritual Maturity.
Down the stretch they come, Emotional Maturity and Physical Maturity trying to regain, bumping Intellectual maturity in the turn. But Spiritual Maturity, after swerving out a bit toward the first turn, continues along the outside, rallies when sharply roused on the second turn to make a way between Physical and Emotional Maturity. Physical Maturity suddenly lost momentum.
Intellectual Maturity continues along the inside in a brilliant move to take over the lead on the stretch turn, rallies gamely and gives way grudgingly as Spiritual Maturity finds a way, pulling from within amazing feats to find an opening on the inside, slips past, making a stirring dash to the finish line, winning with confidence.






























Great comparison!
We Louisville girls have to put a horse in somewhere! LOL
An interesting and clever post! Also, I love the picture in your header. Good luck with your Christmas Candy. I just stopped by from SITS to say hi. I hope you will find time to do the same.
I love this! Witty and profound – powerful combination. Thanks.
Best,
Colleen
Loved this post! I thoroughly enjoyed the comparisons.
I know this is about your growing-up boys, but I have a confession to make: I resemble that comment. Not just my kids … but ME!
(What a blessing you are.)
I debated adding the phrase “and to be honest, me, too” – but I really wanted to focus on boys growing up:)
What a wonderful analogy! Thanks for stopping by.
I LOVE this analogy! It is a perfect way to illustrate the different levels of maturity especially with young men. Awesome!
What a fabulous analogy! Funny and wise all at once.
How fun and true! I love this analogy . . . and it reminds me of my old southern indiana home. From about January to May it was all Derby everywhere, so I can relate!
Clever metaphor! Sometimes it does feel like all that bumping and shoving is going on inside us. I know that’s true for my high school students . . .
So beautifully put! My son who just turned seven has been going through a lot of spurts on all fronts lately as he starts to move from “little” boy to “big” boy. Reading this reminded me of what a challenge that really is.
I wish you and all of your growing brood a blessed holiday season!

Traci
great perspective!!
what a ride I tell you… the things you can never prepare for no matter how many books you read!
Beautiful. It’s nice to know what I have to look forward to.
I love the imagery! An amazing picture of the battle within … thanks for sharing.
Enjoy your SITS day!