The wonderful thing about our Christian faith is that it can be grasped by even the most illiterate person. Degrees in theology are fine but they are not essential. It is not having an encyclopaedic knowledge about God or Jesus that counts but knowing Him through personal experience. A man told me today how he refound his faith when a priest said to him: "You are a privileged person . . . because Jesus gave His life for you." The statement suddenly and unexpectedly penetrated his inner being and life could not be the same for him again. We go to Jesus not to know much but to experience His tender compassion. But that experience tells us that He does not always take away our pains and difficulties and sorrows. Rather, He helps us to go through them with a special kind of peace. He carries the yoke together with us, like two oxen which are yoked together and share the load. Peace comes not from being freed of all troubles but imitating the simplicity and gentleness of Jesus which is the only real source of enduring peace.