It was a case of mistaken identity

How I prayed when I lost my wallet

While renewing my driver's license, I heard my name called and went to pick up my license. Was I ever surprised when I glanced at the photo—the name and other information on the license were mine, but the picture wasn't. Of course, I returned to the counter, pointed out the mistake, and got the license corrected.

Obviously, I hadn't lost my identity just because the wrong picture was placed on my license. But there are not-so-obvious times, times when it can feel as though you really don't know who you are. So where can you find your real identity?

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