Can I Get a Hallelujah?

So this past Friday I attended the funeral services of a counselor from my school that passed away after a year long battle with cancer. The interesting part was that it was held at a prominently black missionary Baptist church, so there were a bunch of "Praise the Lords", "Hallelujahs!", and hands swaying back and forth. It actually was a very nice service but made me realize that I really didn't know much about this lady and that it seemed as though she had two lives/identities.

At school and in the district she was know as Ms. Daniels, where she has worked for 36 years. But the program had her last name as Daniels-Guerrero, and the pastor and all others who spoke, referred to her as Sister Guerrero. From small conversations I have had with her over the past 3 years I was under the impression that she was divorced, but pictures in the program and comments made led me to believe otherwise.

This all just struck me as weird and made me reflect on my life. Am I the same person at home, at work, at church, in all of my interactions with people? Do I have one persona during working hours and a different one for nights and weekends? The answer is No, I'm pretty much the same all of the time and am true to myself and convictions.