Sometimes I feel like our existence on earth since Prophet Adam, is like a child who accidentally fell in a cavern, and our Parent is getting us out but it’s got to wait until the ladder comes. And it’s so critical for the child to remember throughout all this time, that he was once from above, to keep active so his muscles are still good enough for when he has to climb out, to remember where to go back to if he wanders off, for when the ladder arrives, and then to look up to see his Parent, so he can climb out on the ladder.