Okay, here is the setting: A young college student at an airport waiting to return home between terms for Christmas talking on the phone with her mother when she suddenly tells her mother she has to go because a member of their church just went past her. The young lady named a specific person who should have been at home in the same city where her parents lived. But neither this lady nor any of her family had been seen at church that day, leaving the young lady’s family confused. Was she home or two states away and why would she be over there anyway? Clearly she can’t be two places at once.
A little while later the family got another phone call, and low and behold, it’s from the same lady the daughter said she’d just seen.
Can you just imagine what the family is thinking?
The father takes the call, commenting on the fact they hadn’t seen her family at church, which she confirms saying, “I know, we’re all home sick right now.”
Okay, so his daughter didn’t see this lady at the airport.
When he asked why she called she told him. “My sister is at the airport and ran into your daughter. They’re coming in on the same flight.”
You can guess the conversation from there. But let me insert the conversation between the sisters before calling the father.
A few minutes earlier Bonnie called and said, “You’ll never believe what just happened.”
“Someone just walked up to me and asked if I was related to the Enos’.”
In my mind I immediately flashed to the fact it was the Sunday before Christmas and the airport she was at was nearest to the school a number of kids from our area were going to and some of them might be flying home.
I asked for a description since she didn’t know the young lady’s name and then asked Bonnie if she could, given the chance, ask the girl her name, mentioning who I thought it was. Well the young lady had told Bonnie her name and she remembered it as soon as I said it. So I got off the phone with Bonnie and called her family where I found out they were a bit confused as to where I was, because of the earlier conversation with her mother.
I assured her father that his daughter hadn’t seen me, “Just very very close.”
Anyway, Bonnie spent a week with us and this Sunday went to Church with me. Because of parking, I dropped her and my daughter at the door and went to find a parking space so they walked into the chapel without me. The first person they saw was astounded when my daughter introduced ‘me’ as her aunt and he told me so when I finally came in. He’d thought I’d changed my hairstyle.
My daughter also noticed another man doing a double take looking between us, but he didn’t come up to us.
Then as we were leaving another lady passing us said, “You could be twins.”
There’s only one response to that and we both said it. “We are.”
I did introduce my sister to several people at church, it’s just those were the most obvious reactions to how much alike we look.
But then I noticed something. Not everyone focused on how we were identical. The first man who saw her at church noticed her hairstyle was different. Others realized we were sisters but didn’t focus on the fact we were identical. And the young lady who saw her at the airport? She did think she saw me go past her, but by the time she was looking Bonnie in the face she realized it wasn’t me. She could see the difference.
And, as my youngest daughter says, “How can anyone mix you up? You don’t look anything alike.”
You be the judge.