That was an old man’s reaction upon seeing Peter and me standing together in the fishing-town square in Grenada. The ‘That’ in question happened to be
me. Admittedly his judgement and vision
were most certainly clouded by the local
homemade rum. I can testify to the power of this most favoured firewater! Poor fellow! Never in his most sober moments had
he seen identical twins -especially Dominicans. Coping with Peter, whom he already knew, was
more than enough. But I was too much.
In fact Peter and I have always been the source of much
confusion and speculation. Maybe the Good
Lord, in His inscrutable wisdom, thought He should spare the West Indians
further distress by putting the Atlantic between us.
But not before a get-to-know-you party in Grenada,
soon after our arrival in 1958. One
young lady gushed up to Peter and triumphantly exclaimed that she had
discovered the infallible way to tell us twins apart. “One of you,” she declared, “knows how to
finish his sermons!” But then, to her
horror, she realised that that implied that the other twin did not know how to
apply the brakes to his run-away sermons! She immediately realised she was heading for a
pit of her own digging! wisely she pleaded the need to make a speedy tactical
withdrawal.
To this day, 58 years later, each of us is convinced that the other
didn’t know to how finish his sermon.
We’ll never know.
We identical twins have always been a problem for the
undiscerning. I’ve been called, “Peter
again,” and “Peter squared!” -not very flattering. After illness forced me to leave the W.
Indies Peter was asked whether he was the priest who was dead –Isidore redivivus! That doesn’t say much for his
appearance over fifty years ago. It’s
also been suggested I should be called, “re-peter/repeater!”
What to think about such confusion of identity? Do identical twins fear that remaining
together will prevent each of them from developing as a unique individual? My personal experience is that I recognise
the danger and that separation has enabled each of us to develop in a direction
very different from the other. And we
have had the constant irritation of people confusing us and thinking that our
thoughts are always the same. They’re
not!
But both of us would admit that separation is painful,
especially since the frailty of old age prevents us from crossing the Atlantic
to be together again. But thanks to
Skype we can now see each other and talk together -the next best thing to being
together. What is more, we can recognise
God’s wisdom in keeping us apart. When
we plan Facebook meditations we can bring to our discussion very different
experiences of pastoral life. That, we
hope, will enrich our postings.
There’s another advantage is being apart. When together twins tend to prefer each
other’s company to anybody else’s. I
believe research has discovered that some toddler twins develop their own private
language, which no one else can understand.
Turning in towards each other can prevent them from reaching out to
people of different backgrounds and interests.
That would impoverish our lives.
We all need the confidence to reach out to others and learn from them,
without fearing that will cause us to lose our identity.
In his letter to the Galatians St. Paul reassures us, “There
is neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, male nor female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus,” (3. 28). While the important differences remain they
should no longer be divisive.
And to the opening question, “what
the….is that?!” I would reply, “your brother or sister in Christ.” It takes a lot of faith to reach that conclusion!
Isidore O.P.