While my youngest daughter played chess with her brother on our livingroom floor, she began to get flustered. She being only seven, was not as versed at chess as her elder sibling. In a cry of desperation she called out, "Daddy, I need your help down here." In an instant, I felt the pull of my daughter's heart and I wondered if this is how our Heavenly Father feels for us. I, her mama, was not upset or burdened by her request. Neither was her daddy. Instead we were eager to assess the problem and help her begin to find a solution. I am so thankful tonight, that we have a Heavenly Father who loves us even more than we could and longs to help us sort through this life.
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