The money's gone. I've done the math and it doesn't work.

When the arithmetic stops working, provision starts looking like something you have to manufacture. Elijah was sent to a hiding place with no income and no plan he could see, and fed twice a day by the least likely birds in Israel. Even the brook drying up turned out to be the next arrangement starting, not the end of the last one.

The conversation

The child: “Daddy God, the money's gone. I've done the math and it doesn't work.”

God: “I've never let one of My children starve. But how I provide may surprise you.”

The child: “What happened to Elijah?”

God: “'I have commanded the ravens to feed thee there.' Ravens. Unclean birds.”

God: “They brought him bread and meat, morning and evening. Not a channel he'd have picked.”

The child: “But what if the brook dries up?”

God: “It did. Then I sent him to a widow with nothing. From her nothing, enough.”

God: “The brook drying up wasn't the end of provision. It was the next one starting.”

The child: “I'm ashamed I can't provide for myself.”

God: “There's no shame in need. Even Jesus was laid in a borrowed tomb.”

The child: “What do I do today?”

God: “'Give us this day our daily bread.' Today's. Not next month's. Do the next thing.”

The child: “I can't see the ravens. But I'll trust You've sent them.”

God: “They're already on their way.”

"And it shall be, that thou shalt drink of the brook; and I have commanded the ravens to feed thee there." 1 Kings 17:4, KJV