It was a touch decision. We spent the morning weighing the pros and cons. One option would probably lead to a fair amount of pain and fatigue. The other was a much larger time commitment.
The first would be a challenge, but should we succeed, we would be rewarded with much sought-after feelings of accomplishment. The work would be hard, as would be evidenced by the rough callouses and open wounds on our hands. But would it be worth it?
Should we choose the second option, we'd get away for several hours into the wild beauty of God's creation. The time would be relaxing. But we would have to submit to the orders of our superior; our well-being would be placed in the hands of another. Missions like this had been known to be aborted on account of unpredictable weather, leaving its challengers stranded. On the other hand, it would be exhilarating, fun and rejuvenating with very little work involved.
We chose the first.
The first would be a challenge, but should we succeed, we would be rewarded with much sought-after feelings of accomplishment. The work would be hard, as would be evidenced by the rough callouses and open wounds on our hands. But would it be worth it?
Should we choose the second option, we'd get away for several hours into the wild beauty of God's creation. The time would be relaxing. But we would have to submit to the orders of our superior; our well-being would be placed in the hands of another. Missions like this had been known to be aborted on account of unpredictable weather, leaving its challengers stranded. On the other hand, it would be exhilarating, fun and rejuvenating with very little work involved.
We chose the first.
It was a good row. The water was flat, fine company was abundant, and we felt strong, empowered, and inspired.
I guess sailing would have been a pretty sweet option also.
