“Once a small child wanted to reach a box that sat high up in the wardrobe but she was just too short, so she asked her father for help and he kindly handed her down the box.” When my heart is heavy, I go down on my knees and have a chat with my Father who is in heaven and confess to Him how small I feel before so many things happening all around me and that scare me. I remember that little girl and ask the Father to hand down to me the things I cannot reach, and at the right time He heeds my prayer. While waiting for that moment to arrive, He comforts my heart and soothes my soul according to His will.