Wednesday, March 27, 2013

a series of life lessons from rowing - part 2


            Not long ago, I wrote about rowing, how it taught me a lot about trust, and how it has taught me a lot of life lessons that aren’t normally advertised as “join your local crew team – where you learn to row and tackle life’s most pressing issues.” 
Rowing is a sport filled with lessons and growth.  Discipline. Dedication.  Teamwork. Leadership. How to keep a boat on top of the lake instead of at the bottom.  Just when I started thinking that I was done with learning lessons from this team, a few smacked me in the face – the second is below, and I’ll try to keep ‘em comin’.
Second – teams, nations, and diversity of thought
If I’ve learned anything about the weather here in Birmingham, it’s that the name of the seasons has no power over the acts of nature.  This means that morning practices in March can get down below freezing.  The sun hasn’t always woken up before us, making it nearly impossible to keep warm while out on the water…and beyond impossible to keep warm if you’re forced into the water.
A few weeks ago we had two different boats out on the water one especially cold morning.  While I was waiting out on the water for the other boat to dock, something strange happened – the cox of the other boat called us over, asked us to dock on the other side so that we could help them.  We had no clue what had happened until we pulled up next to an ice-covered dock.  The other boat had flipped, the four girls in that boat had fallen in the lake in the less-than-ideal temperature, and the other boat – the only boat our team actually has ownership over – was filled with water and too heavy for the four girls to lift. 
Naturally, after putting away the unharmed boat, we decided that all eight rowers should be able to lift the water-filled-boat with no problems.  The other cox guided the boat while I made the usual calls in an attempt the turn the boat enough to drain the lake water.  What seemed like a seamless plan turned out to be fruitless efforts when the dock started sinking under the weight of all eight rowers and a boat filled with lake water.  With eight o’clock classes and tests quickly approaching, we only had one option left and that was for everyone to get in the freezing cold lake and to lift the boat while standing in water.  This may not have been the most popular idea, but it’s the only one that could work with our time and resources. 
When all eight of the rowers – both the boys’ and the girls’ boat – finally had the boat lifted out of the water, there was a moment of beauty despite the freezing cold water pouring out onto them.
 The way our team’s scheduling works out, most team members only spend ample time with their boat.  Our crazy schedules aren’t the only thing that divides our team.  As my roommate affectionately said last semester, “The crew team is really just a bunch of really weird people who have nothing really in common and just kind of found each other.”  I think that this statement is what made the victorious, terrible experience of lifting and draining the boat on that freezing morning so beautiful. 
We don’t necessarily know the entire team very well, nor do we share interests with each and every teammate or have similar values or shared belief systems.  We’re all very different people with very different interests, goals, and values – and when we accomplish things as a team it isn’t because we all put aside our own thoughts to accommodate another teammate, it’s because somewhere in our random collection of interests, goals, and values we have a loyalty to and passion for the well-being and success of our team. 
As I’ve found myself as a bystander in many conversations about the right or privilege or whatever you want to call same-sex marriage, I’ve found that this country could learn from the functionality of my small Christian school’s crew team – in every issue, not just the hot topic of marriage equality.  America, from its earliest stages, has been a melting pot – a collection of all sorts of people.  These people are not soft spoken, and they are all always right.  Laws stomp on beliefs, beliefs define religions, and religious organizations charge at the capital whenever they feel slighted. 
But what if we took a moment to look at this team that we are a part of as a country.  We can accomplish more, and provide a more loving community were we not so dependent on lawmakers guiding our actions.  It isn’t our place to outlaw beliefs that contradict our own, but instead to partake only in actions within our own control that support the mission we feel called to.  Laws don’t necessarily change people, but love can make a world of difference. 
That’s what makes the opening and closing ceremonies of the Olympics so beautiful.  So many different people, beliefs, and interests are all in one place peacefully.  They aren’t worried about the laws of the nations surrounding them supporting actions out of line with their beliefs. They’re all just there to compete in a beautiful world-wide, all-inclusive event.  If they didn’t include countries with certain beliefs, then eventually all competition would be lost.
And that’s what made this moment with these eight very different rowers lifting and draining this boat so beautiful.  In the most important moments, it doesn’t matter what the person next to me in a boat believes – all that matters is that we’re working together for the success of the team as a whole.

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