Jake looked at all the paperwork on the desk and sighed. There was always so much. He needed to get a handle on it. He made several piles. There were bills to pay. Other counselors to correspond with. Grants to report on. Regulations to check on to see if they were up to code.
Jake lowered his head, “Father, I am so overwhelmed, and I don’t want to drop the ball and not get this place up and running on time because I failed. I don’t know what to do. “ He sat there quietly and then as if someone was standing next to him, he heard a voice, not an audible voice, but a voice inside him saying, “You don’t have to do this alone. I have placed people in your life to help, but you need to be willing to reach out.”
He sat there, looking at the piles. His eyes fell on the pile of bills
