Some questions are best forgotten and some need be looked squarely in the face and answered. I found an envelope full of old, faded and curly pictures. I thumbed through them only for a quick decision as to keeping or toss away. In the collection were a dozen pictures of me taken in various shows I had done. I transferred a few to a better storing place and glanced through the others pausing only to recognize the plays they represented. Theater memories are wonderful visitations from history and I lingered over each picture – in most of them was me. Me, young, slender, pretty in make up and costume, a youthful leading lady able to stretch to a few character parts, comedienne and classical actress – me – a me that once was. And the thorn of a question interrupted the roses of reverie. Whatever happened to that me? The question held serious portent comparing the me that was with the me that I am and I hastily dismissed it, but the question popped up again. What happened to that me? To silence the question I dared to answer – hesitant at first, but then turning the question mark into an exclamation point!

Life verse: Proverbs 3:6: In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your paths.

That’s what happened to that me. Not bad, not bad at all! I recommend the adventure; In all your ways acknowledge Him and celebrate the paths He will direct.

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