A little faith

I'd been telling the kids about God and that He will always be around to help them when they need Him. They seem to have developed quite some dependence on Him.
Tonight it was near bed time. Story time was approaching. I told Naisha to pick a book and went out to finish clearing the dining table. When I came back I saw Naisha sitting near the storybook cupboard, hands folded, eyes closed, muttering quietly. "What are doing Naisha?" I queried. "I tried to open the drawer but I couldn't.. so I'm asking God for help," said she quite confident of divine intervention.

I didn't have the heart to tell her God had bigger things to do than open story book drawers. I told her He sent me to help and she was convinced. Such faith.