Today it rained in Savannah. Hard. Huge puddles dotted the streets.
I'm very intrigued by people's relationship with puddles. Some try to leap the whole puddle, some trod right through it and others skirt their way around.
I'm a skirter. I survey the puddle as I approach it, analyze my options, then take the shortest path around it. I don't want my feet to get wet and I enjoy the challenge of determining "the best" alternate route.
Leapers and trodders intrigue me. The leapers' self-confidence is impressive. There they stand at the edge of this obstacle thinking "I can clear that!" Every one of the leapers I saw today fell short of the mark but none seemed disappointed in their results. They simply shrugged it off and kept walking seemingly pleased with themselves for trying.
The trodders acted as though there was no puddle. They stayed the course and ploughed right through the water without missing a beat. Their unwavering focus is eviable.
Think of the different puddles you face. Do you skirt, leap or trod?