There was once a Shakespearean actor who was known everywhere for his one-man show of readings and recitations from the classics. He would always end his performance with a dramatic reading of the Psalm. Each night, without exception, as the actor began his recitation -- "The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want" -- the crowd would listen attentively. And then, at the conclusion of the psalm, they would rise in thunderous applause in appreciation of the actor's incredible ability to bring the verse to life.
But one night, just before the actor was to offer his customary recital of Psalm 23, a young woman from the audience spoke up. "Sir, do you mind, if tonight, I recite Psalm 23?"
The actor was quite taken aback by this unusual request, but he allowed the young woman to come forward and to stand front and centre on the stage to recite the psalm, knowing that the ability of this unskilled girl would be no match for his own talent. With a soft voice, the young woman began to recite the words of the psalm. When she was finished, there was no applause. There was no standing ovation as on other nights. All that could be heard was the sound of weeping. The audience had been so moved by the young woman's recitation that every eye was full of tears.
Amazed by what he had heard, the actor said to the girl, "I don't understand. I have been performing this Psalm for years. I have a lifetime of experience and training, but I have never been able to move an audience as you have tonight. Tell me, what is your secret?"
The young woman humbly replied, "Well, sir, you know the Psalm...but I know the Shepherd." It makes a difference.
Do you know the Shepherd?
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