Nothing to do with Mary at all
(This post and attached comments were moved from the Revelation 12 | Marian Significance thread. It has accidentally become a place for telling life-stories.)
Purely because this seemed to be the most recent comment and therefore as good a place as any to post this: does anyone ever wonder about the identity of people frequenting this website? Andrew: urbane, polished, polite, inclusive, fantastically perfectionist scholar and with a hugely formidable intellect; Chris - sometimes gruff, learned, scholarly; John - very pastoral, probably with a John the Baptist beard, gold-rimmed specs and a twinkle in his eyes; Eric - keeps popping up from the lab, probably clutching a cup of coffee in his hand, with copies of N.T.Wright’s books in a drawer, getting ready to abandon science and go for bible college; Ivan - strict, magisterial, inquisitorial; and then there are the round-the-world theo-techies: youthful idealists from bible colleges in the mid-west; mild mannered Quakers from the outback; either that or there are some serious insomniacs out there.
I get the impression that many on the site are middle-aged - tho’ Ivan comes across as relatively youthful (it’s only the youthful who can be so certain about what they think). Then there are the folk who disguise their true identities with mysterious sobriquets - like ‘Dissident Heart’ etc. del dominus - scientist, with a leaning to the whimsical in his syntax (but that’s not his real name is it?); Alarius - must be some obscure name from classical mythology - but frighteningly learned. Albanach - making shrewd side-snipes from the wings (that’s not a real name either is it?); and many more. Then there’s me.
Would it be a total shock if we were to meet ‘in the flesh’? Would these happy fantasies completely collapse, bursting like soap-bubbles in the air? Or am I the only one to indulge in these day-dreams? Forgive me for these highly personal, and probably somewhat intrusive speculations. But there is to me a Canterbury Tales quality to the website - it’s full of highly engaging and attractively enjoyable characters - all on a common pilgrimage, entertaining each other on the way with our stories … Or do we only exist only as cyber voices - internet wraiths - with no existence beyond our theological opinions - who would evaporate as the morning mist in the sun if we were to be exposed to the daylight of human interaction?