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Lord, I am afraid, I have so much to learn, and yet You call me to teach? I take a deep breath, open the classroom door, and step in, I say good morning and smile. And there they are, in front of me, they are Your children, my brothers and sisters. Each person is so valuable, so precious to You. You suffered and gave Your life for all of us, and it has taken such effort for Your Church to bring them here, sitting in silence with their eyes on me. Lord, help me to teach, to humbly knock on the door of each soul, and to bring as an offering not only knowledge but the light of Life born of the Gospel, illuminating the soul of all who receive You. Help me with Your Spirit so that the group feels Your presence, so that they don’t see You as a character in a book, but as the most real person in the universe, able to love and support them like no one else can. Lord, help me to teach, to let reverence and joy dwell in harmony, to plant the desire to know You more, and to let prayer become our companion on this journey. Help me to awaken the music in that silent piano we carry inside, to unite Your will and our hands, and let there arise, beautiful and pure, a song of salvation. Lord, do not allow anyone to feel lonely or unimportant, but rather Your unique and special child. Help me to let Your word be heard clearly and firmly, strong and gentle, and written in our hearts with the ink of Your love. Do not let me forget for even a moment, that I too am still learning. They have so much to teach me— especially those who, like I once did, entered a classroom like this to learn about Your Church, and were welcomed by a teacher who prayed, silently pleading: Lord, help me to teach.