I’ve said it more than once—we get tired. Even the young grow weary, and even the strong can stumble. And if you serve the Lord long enough, you learn that exhaustion isn’t always physical. It can be spiritual. It can be emotional. I remember talking with a pastor not long ago and asking why he had stepped away from ministry. He didn’t give a long explanation. He simply said, “I’m just tired.” And honestly—I understood exactly what he meant.

Isaiah 40 meets tired people with a strong truth: God never gets tired. The everlasting God fainteth not, neither is weary. That matters, because the Christian life takes strength. But it’s not our strength—it’s strength that comes from God. When I’m depleted, that verse becomes like a steady hand on my shoulder, reminding me that the Lord’s power doesn’t run out when mine does.

Waiting is where I’m most tempted to rely on myself. If the answer doesn’t come quickly, I want to fix it, force it, or figure it out. But the Lord reminds me: waiting is hopeful trust and expectant dependence. It’s the place where I stop pretending I’m limitless and start admitting I’m frail. And in that confession, God gives power to the faint and increases strength to those who have no might.

That’s why Scripture keeps saying the same thing: be strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might. Waiting isn’t a punishment; it’s often where God renews me. There’s a quiet exchange in the waiting—my weakness for His strength. And the longer I walk with Him, the more I realize I can’t be a good Christian in my ability. I need God’s help.