Skip to main content

Master Plan or Random Acts?

There’s an inspiring article in the Jan. 29 Washington Post about Seattle Seahawks outside linebacker Bruce Irvin.  Irvin had little football experience, playing in just three games on his high school team his freshman year.  He was later ruled academically ineligible and dropped out of high school in his junior year.  His mother kicked him out the house and he moved from house to house, “often settling in those shared with friends who sold drugs,” according to the article.  In 2007 Irwin spent three weeks in a juvenile detention center on burglary and weapon charges. 
 
A turning point came one day when he was 19 and living in a house where drugs were sold.  He happened to be out of the house when a police raid resulted in his friends being arrested.  If he had been there, he too would have been arrested.

He was taken in by Chad Allen, a mentor who, seeing Irvin’s potential, urged him to straighten out his life and take the GED exam.  Irvin passed all five parts and enrolled in junior college, then transferred to Mt. San Antonio College before signing with the University of West Virginia, where he was a standout football player his senior year.  The Seahawks drafted him in the first round of the 2012 NFL draft with the 15th overall pick.

Irvin is quoted by the Post as saying, “You know, I think God has a plan for me.”

Then there is the apparent randomness that befell Columbia, Maryland, where I live, on Saturday, January 25th.  Nineteen-year-old Darion Marcus Aguilar entered The Mall in Columbia and killed two workers at a store that sells skateboarding apparel, then turned the shotgun on himself.  The victims were Brianna Benlolo, 21, of College Park, Md., and Tyler Johnson, 25, of Mount Airy, Md.
 
Howard County (Md.) Police Chief Bill McMahon said police have interviewed family and associates but have found “no known relationship between the victims and our shooter,” according to U.S. News.  Aguilar had no arrest record, no known enemies.  He was described by acquaintances as shy, gentle and sweet; police say a journal he kept indicated “general sadness” and that he “knew he was having mental health issues.''

I think eventually investigators will find a connection between Aguilar and one of the victims.  Even so, the question persists: why?  Is this seemingly senseless act—the slaughter of two young people in a normally safe, public place at the hands of a perhaps disturbed teenager— part of some master plan that we cannot comprehend?

Maybe.  Or maybe, as the bumper sticker says, shit just happens.  We don’t choose the circumstances into which we are born—into a famine-and-war-torn Sudan or the tree-lined and manicured lawns of an affluent U.S. suburb.  Nor do we choose how we depart this life.  It’s what’s in the middle that counts.  How do we conduct ourselves and make the best of what we have?
 
Perhaps there’s a relativistic approach to answering the Order vs. Chaos question.  Bruce Irvin seems to have been plucked out of a destined criminal life by not being home when the police arrived and by the providential arrival of Chad Allen.  But it was Irvin who heeded the advice, worked to improve himself and turned his life around.  If believing that God had a plan for him helped Irvin become who he is, maybe the answer is that for Irvin, God indeed does have it all mapped out.

Who knows?  It’s one of those great imponderables that, at the end of the day, doesn’t really matter.  If there is a plan, we’ll never be able to figure it out.  And if we’re all just a collection of atoms and molecules crashing around aimlessly, well, we just crash on.  But whichever framework is correct, what we should focus on is, how can we make this place a little better? 

What if one of us had played Chad Allen and entered Darion Aguilar’s life?

Copyright © 2014.  All rights reserved.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Afri-freaking-ca!

Donna and I recently took the trip of a lifetime, a safari in Tanzania on Africa’s central east coast. We visited Tarangire National Park, with multiple herds of elephants; Ngorongoro Conservation Area, which features the renowned Ngorongoro crater; and Serengeti National Park. Serengeti, like Ngorongoro, is a UNESCO World Heritage site; it is home to some 1.5 million migratory wildebeest, 400,000 zebra, 3,000 lions, and many other herbivores and predators. After much research, we booked our 10-day excursion through Micato Safaris . It was a great choice. We were pampered with luxurious accommodations, incredibly up-close animal sightings, and vast amounts of fascinating information. It was a life-changing experience that greatly exceeded our most optimistic hopes. We arrived in Tanzania’s Kilimanjaro International Airport after a 10,000-mile, 26-hour journey, and were greeted by our remarkable tour director, Joseph Mushi, and a driver. We hopped into the rugged Toyota Land Cruiser,

Getting Lost in a Good Book (or 21)

I’ve always been a reader, from my childhood on, and the allure of getting lost in a good book has never released its grip on me. Since my retirement in June 2022, I’ve been reading a lot. Here are some of my favorite books from the past year; let me know your thoughts about these or others! Fiction 100 Years of Solitude , Gabriel García Márquez – Márquez’s fantastical epic about the Colombian Buendia family is one of the greatest books I’ve read. Cold Mountain , Charles Frazier – Outstanding literary novel about a wounded Civil War soldier’s desertion and return to home. Beautifully written prose. Age of Vice , Deepti Kapoor – Great fictional account of a poor Indian boy’s introduction to the Indian mafia, his rise and fall within, and his ultimate redemption. The Slope of Memory ,  Jos é  Geraldo Vieira – A cerebral tale of a Brazilian writer that is like a mashup of a D.H. Laurence novel and the philosophical dialectic of Plato’s Republic (but much more entertaining than I’m

OBX

In recent years we’ve rented houses on New Jersey’s Long Beach Island for a week and hosted our kids and their families. This year, we decided to try something new: Donna and I rented a house on North Carolina’s Outer Banks for a week to kick off summer with our children and their families. It was one of the best family vacations we’ve had. The weather was fantastic the entire week. The ocean water was so warm that even Donna got in. The beach was composed of soft, powdery sand and the waves were mostly calm. Skittish ghost crabs, with their pincers up and their eyes atop periscope-like stalks, would partially emerge from their hiding holes in the sand, cautiously sidestep a couple feet, then dart to another hole. Patrols of pelicans, rarely seen at LBI, were ubiquitous, and we saw dolphins arching just past the breakers nearly every day. The house Donna had found – she has a knack for finding great vacation houses – was perfect. Oceanfront with private beach access. Pool. Seven be