When I’m completely drained, he remains full. At my wits’ end, he stays calm and unafraid. Perhaps he wants me to feel empty, to recognize my need. For in my need, I am reminded of my provider. In my worries, I seek him and find peace. In my lack, I see his strength to meet and provide. What a marvelous blessing, a well of refreshment that never runs dry, from which I can drink and never thirst again. Whether feeling empty, in need, worried, or depressed, you know where your hope comes from. Run to him; he will be all you need, all you are not. He will be enough and more to see you through.