Copycat Goodness

It happened in Maine.  Could have happened anywhere.  Might even happen in our neighborhoods.   Many names but mostly known as copycat.  In Maine a man was arrested on a traffic violation…and then it was discovered he had stockpiled guns and ammunition…this happened AFTER the horrific tragedy in the Aurora theatre.

He had a game plan: copycat what Holmes did.

Think about it.  How often the repetition of evil, of damage, of creating your own space by eliminating others happens.  Not the first time.  And, it won’t be the last.  Copycatting.

Certainly some newscasters—noted this on CNN—will focus more on the victims than the alleged shooter.  Good for them.

Another idea, though, may be more connecting with each of us.  Certainly more positive.  It came from this Yahoo paragraph talking about 4 young men who died in that Aurora theatre protecting their girlfriends.  Reads like this and triggered a better possibility than arming with rifles, pistols and plenty of ammunition:

Of the 12 people killed in the Aurora theatre shooting, four of them were men who made the ultimate sacrifice to protect their girlfriends. Now, each of these women is struggling to come to terms with both their grief and their gratitude.

Sacrificing like this isn’t planned…it’s caring spontaneity.  These men did what they did without weighing, what if this means my life?  Would you have done this?  Would I?

Here’s a more planned possibility:  be copycats for goodness.  And when you do, you’ll feel better and others will benefit.

Happened to Diane and me last weekend.  We’re downsizing big-time in our move to Seattle.  It is time to not keep all we have.  Focal point was some furniture.  Sure, we will gift to family.  But, there is more than family, there really is.  A couple of calls to our church and then a church sales shop brought Mario to our driveway in his pick-up truck.

We loaded the 4 chairs—and we asked, “Mario, may we ask to whom these will be gifted?”

He smiled, “We have it worked out.  We work with homeless women and their children to establish them in apartments.  Two women and their children are receiving your furniture—two chairs to each.  They are now In their apartments and we’ll make sure they can stay.”

Oh boy.  Diane and I felt better than good inside…we had gifted for the benefit.  Everyone wins.

Copycatting.  Not to order guns and bullets.  Nope.  But to do what you can…even after you read this…or the next time you can open a door for the person following you, thank someone for helping you, tell someone you appreciate their smile, of looking in your closet and realizing how many shirts and pants and coats you’ll never wear again…and see those items are gifted to others.

Copycatting doesn’t have to be putting on a gas mask, charging into a theatre through an exit door and blasting away.

Rather.  Copycatting can be for goodness and benefit and caring.  You think?

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About Mark H Miller

Diane and I live in Leander, Texas. This past June 17, 2015 I celebrated the 49th anniversary of my ordination. We returned to Texas after three years in Washington, during which I served as interim minister in Bellevue/Eastgate and Mercer Island. Am planning to begin a 5th novel that will have my protagonist, Tricia Gleason, serve a year in licensed ministry in Snoqualmie, Washington. The novel, "The Lemon Drop Didn't Melt," will find Tricia wrestling with ministry challenges. None of which more daunting than someone wanting her breathing to stop. All the published novels are available on Amazon and Amazon Kindle under Mark Henry Miller. A primary goal in our return to Texas is to make sure grandchildren get lots of attention--here and in Chicago and Washington, D.C. Traveling is definitely an activity that will not slow down. With that, of course, fishing will happen. To that the t-shirt is apt, "I fish; therefore I am." In addition to novels, the book of Blogs, "Voice Of My Heart," is also available on Amazon.
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