Two Peas in a Pod
My dad and Uncle Millard differed in many ways. However, they were like two peas in a pod in their love for music.
Dad and Uncle Millard did not want to play music professionally. Instead, they played for the joy of playing. They often gathered with other musicians in our kitchen on Friday or Saturday nights for a time of “picking and grinning.”
Two peas in a pod means two items or people are as much alike as two peas in the same pod.
In addition to shared interests, like Dad and Uncle Millard, two peas in a pod may:
- Look alike (identical twins, who are the spitting image of one another)
- Have similar beliefs (people who attend the same church)
- Act the same (shy people)
- Share all the above
The similarities of two peas in a pod may change with time.
Several people grow more alike. Others become quite different.
People have no choice with some similarities.
They cannot choose:
- Birth family
- Health at birth
- Many life circumstances
However, they can choose:
- Friends
- Education
- Activities
- Health care
Those who make poor choices must face the music. Others wisely follow in the footsteps of those who lead them well.
“The righteous choose their friends carefully, but the way of the wicked leads them astray” (Proverbs 12:26 NIV).
Thanks to Joyce Cordell for the suggestion. Second photo courtesy of Pixabay.
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