A Surprising Traffic Cone

Mary’s Monday Musings to Quilt Encouragement
A Surprising Traffic Cone

As the traffic sped past the traffic cone separating the lanes going East from the lanes going West, I wondered how many people noticed the flower arrangement that decorated the top of it. I gave it a second glance. Could that really be flowers there? Yes. Thanks to a stop light, I can attest that it was really a decorated traffic cone. One can’t help but wonder, why? Why flowers there of all places in the middle of a busy intersection. Why there of all places? They couldn’t have landed on the tip of a traffic cone by accident one wouldn’t think. But why? Was it in honor of someone? Was it a memorial to some accident that happened there? Was it to celebrate something?

Regardless. What an uncommon sight. One lonely traffic cone showing off it’s unusual ornamentation with cars rushing by on either side. I wonder how many even noticed or appreciated the unusual sight. Do we sometimes we feel like that traffic cone, standing alone in the middle of streams of conversations that run past us without noticing us? Without noting the truths, we are trying to hold dear but see slipping past. Standards that seem essential to the courtesies our society used to deem essential, no longer seem are deemed important enough to stand for. We would like our individual lives to attest to the standards we hold dear like that traffic cone stood alone proudly decorated with flowers. We want to stand, whether it is alone or with others, for the standards of kindness and thoughtfulness wherever we are. We want our lives to be a testimony to the benefits of the beauty of kindness and thoughtfulness even in the business of life whizzing by us.