Driving to the train station on my way to work, I was listening to the Georgia State College radio station. One of the songs they played seemed to capture a vagueness of life. How our impulses and instincts seem to lead us, especially when we're young, and we end up where we are after being tricked by our own humanity. Then, I saw something that stood out for its clarity. A crossing guard wearing an orange and yellow vest stepped into the intersection I was about to drive through. I stopped as he held up his stop sign and motioned for a cluster of waiting children to cross the street.
These things are fundamentally important to us:
- Communities, and
Here, you have children on their way to school, a clear danger children aren't likely to appreciate, and a community coming together through its volunteers to protect its children. Where I live, crossing guards don't just work at the school. They work at key intersections all along the many routes children take walking to and from school. I was suddenly filled with an appreciation for the community, school, and volunteers that made this happen even though these were not my children.
We find romance and fall in love a thousand different ways ending up who knows where in life. All of that may very well end up with our children happily walking to school and their once crazy parents praying they arrive safely. Who knew a crossing guard could play such an important role in our lives: representing so much good in us and protecting what we cherish most.