as followers of Christ, our creativity is not a storage tank. It is a spring. Praise God, He does not pour water into me for me to store up. He is the source, and He has united me with Himself. I don’t need to go to Him to “refill my creativity well” so I can go back to work. He is not a gas station where I go to top up, content to drive away under my own direction. I go to Him to abide. I go to sit at His feet in the secret place, with no agenda, no notebook, and no deadline.