MONDAY, May 24 (Jackson Kemper)

Psalm 25. To you, O Lord, I lift up my soul.

I was the despair of my mathematics teacher at school. The whole business eluded me. Treated as backward and stupid by the schoolmaster, I feared and hated the subject and him.

Then one day a new teacher arrived who had a blessed and joyful qualification for all schoolboys: he was a cricketer of renown. We admired him for his athletic prowess. And for something else as well: he loved teaching as much as he loved cricket. I responded to his freshness of approach, his joy. I learned fast. Geometry and algebra opened their secrets to me. It was fun, because of him. Joy communicates itself, and the soul will learn from a joyful-hearted teacher. True it is that perfect love casts out fear, and the loving heart of the Lord injects its joy to the anxious, fearful believer, strengthening with forgiveness, with new hope, with fresh desire to love and serve, with confidence so that the soul shall dwell at ease. (1974)

Father-like he tends and spares us;
well our feeble frame he knows;
in his hand he gently bears us,
rescues us from all our foes.
--The Hymnal 1982, #410

PRAY for the Diocese of Cueibet (Sudan)

Ps 25 * 9, 15; Proverbs 10:1-12; 1 Timothy 1:1-17; Matthew 12:22-32

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