It’s been way too long since my last ‘scribble’ and after today's lunch, I felt it was the perfect contemplation.
I just spent three of the quickest hours of my life with 17 year old TWINS. (soon to be 18) My invitation to lunch ended oh so quickly.
We ate sandwiches at my bar and sipped Tropical/mango tea as we laughed at the fact that they have never eaten an avocado. I melted cheese on ‘blue’ chips, which they also never had eaten. Adamame was the appetizer….hmm? I completed the lunch with Betty Crocker brownies, with which they were very familiar.
My time was precious with these two very sweet, polite, genuine young ladies.
Christina, who I learned came into the world first—then one minute or so later, Rebekah was born to a precious family; “The Stockton’s.” There are four girls; the twins are in the middle.
Although I never gave birth to a child, other women’s children have been “loaned” to me, on many occasions. I feel in life, I have been the one highly favored by God, since I have ‘mothered’ many children without all the grueling heartache of parenting. I do not think these girls ever gave their mother heartache, at this point in their young lives. Not really sure they will. I pray they stay as sweet and protected as they are now, but even a mother knows that possibility is a chance. I recall seeing the uncertainty in my own mothers’ eyes, toward me. All I can do is pray, like a mother would do.
God has always rewarded me, when I at times felt barren, here comes the love.. I’ve never been without someone to love; Never. This time, I got a double portion.
This set of twins is the first ever in my life. Well, they are the first to find me interesting enough to get their attention, I should say. I still find their authentic love for my life a gift which waited to happen, after 17 years.
Although the twin gene runs in my daddy’s side of the family, no one has given birth to twins in at least 60 years. I had a twin Aunt and Uncle. God gives rare and unusual gifts, when he chooses. I hope the gene is still in my family somewhere. It remains to be seen in my nieces and nephews.
I have always found this creativity of God amazing.
I have heard people say about themselves; ‘I can’t imagine two of me’—well, if you get to know the character of twins, you begin to see the distinctive qualities separately are matched only by blood.
Twins are Two people—very different. Although the outside looks very much alike, on the inside runs a deep reservoir of passion and talent dissimilar, but relative to the very nature of an incredible Creation by God. The time they spend together, because they are friends, make them a copy of trait. But isn’t that so with many ‘girlfriends?’ I am quickly taken back in my thoughts to high school and my best friend Sandy. Yep, we tend to carry the traits of our dearest friend.
It was difficult to differentiate the girls when I first met them, but then I began to see the design of God and how crafty He is with each and every individual HE creates; I began to see Christina and Rebekah—two different people. (although it’s still difficult to decipher with the eye at times!) Christina is more easily moved to tears than Rebekah. Much like my blood sister and I, Rhonda who can cry at the drop of the hat is still much like me in many ways. I’m as sensitive as she is, but she cries more easily. Rebekah patiently waits to speak. Rhonda waits to speak if I am talking. It’s just friendship. I am not saying that Christina is overly out spoken; nor is Rhonda quiet, she’s not. But like me, Christina is just quicker to say what’s on her mind. Rebekah observes the situation—like Rhonda.
Twins are two different characters with like features but very much their own person. God did not make anything duplicate. He created us to duplicate His nature and Christina and Rebekah duplicate the nature of Christ more so than they duplicate the nature of each other—if you will just take the time to notice.
You are as rare as a duplicate friend or blood kin. We are all made in the image of God. Christina and Rebekah are separate gifts, given to me single handedly by Love.
