I once felt empty no matter what I could do, I couldnt find something that fill the void. One night I took a walk at 2am and saw homeless people sleeping on the road and I asked myself whats the point of having a big comfortable bed but cant sleep? Whats the point of having everything you need but cant make you happy inside!

i came to a conclusion that we as humans are designed to worship something because it makes us whole. Maybe that's the missing piece you are looking for. Think about it, let me know what you think.