Godspell

Once upon a time, my sister, my cousin, my daughter, and my community theatre group did Godspell. I was thinking of it yesterday because one of the hymns recommended for evening prayer was All Good Gifts.
I was remembering a night when the young man playing Jesus  fairly ran into his dressing room, white and shaking.  I knew by then that he had a drinking problem, and hoped he would be able to perform that night.  I followed him and found him sitting on his makeups counter.  He looked at me and said, "I am losing it. I just saw Jesus standing on the corner playing the banjo."
     OMG, right?  Several minutes after that, I went to check the stage area and saw my long-haired cousin Smokey dressed in a Halloween costume, remarkably like Jesus. Smokey was in the band.  He just grinned at me, and took his place on stage.
     It all reminded me of a wonderful time. and I pray that every person involved in the show, and the audience members, see Jesus standing wherever they look.  Hi, Sheila. Hi, Smokey. Hi, everyone!  Many thanks for the memories, and many blessings to all. 

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