Waiting on God

18 days now since the Mister lost his job. Eighteen very long days. The money is running out, the opportunities don't seem to be presenting themselves, and the help we had hoped for has slipped away. We don't qualify for any gov't services because we own a house and a car in another state, and with nothing coming in, I have begun to panic, and I suspect the Mister is too.
I yo-yo back and forth between knowing God is going to provide at the right time, and scared out of my mind for tomorrow. The fear is off the charts. We came here for the Mister's work, four months ago. We left our home, our friends, our family, our schools, everything for this job opportunity. Now we find ourselves alone in a sea of unfamilliar and at times what seems like uncaring faces, far away from everything we know, and wondering how this will all play out.
But I read a few things yesterday that spoke to me. One is from the website of the late Corrie ten Boom. Just when I was starting to hit that panic wall again, I came across this; "And our wise Father in Heaven knows when we are going to need things, too. Don't run out ahead of him."  It was enough to calm my fears. For a while. Later on the fears returned, as the evening waned and it was clear that there would be no jobs offered today. Then I opened my Bible and I turned to the book of Jonah. Jonah, stuck in the belly of the big fish, cried out to God, and praised him...while he was still in peril. I saw some parallels between our situation and his. I cried out to God, from the deep, so to speak, just as Jonah had. 
Immediately upon reading that passage of scripture, I turned my computer to facebook. I have been praying for someone who is requesting prayer for their little girl. She returned from a mission trip to Haiti, only to find out her daughter had been admitted to the hospital while she was away, with terrible pain in her head, and was unable to walk. She has been praying and hoping for an answer for days upon days. Just as I have been praying and hoping for days upon days for an end to this crisis in our lives. As I scrolled over the bottom of the page, some tiny words popped up and then went away in the bottom right hand corner. I scrolled again, and was shocked, in light of what I had just been reading, to see the words It came from the deep displayed across my screen. There is no explanation, it is just there. It's just a tiny confirmation that God knows what is going on here, and is on top of the situation. 
And then this morning, I woke up and the panic set in again. We are down to the last of the money. The thoughts of the future, and wondering what I should do are overwhelming. Should I apply for more jobs? Should we just pack up and go back to our home state? Should we just wait this out in hopes that employment will happen in the near future? I open my computer and I read my friend's post on Facebook. Still no answers for her daughter, and they are on day five. Or six. But she writes that God is still good, even if they never find the answers. The tears begin to fall. It is true of us, as well. If we fall, lose everything we have, God is still good. 
Then I opened up Bible Gateway and begin to read in the Psalms. What I read is for both me and the lady I have been praying for. Here is what it says. 
 God answer you on the day you crash,

The name God-of-Jacob put you out of harm’s reach,
Send reinforcements from Holy Hill,
Dispatch from Zion fresh supplies,
Exclaim over your offerings,
Celebrate your sacrifices,
Give you what your heart desires,
Accomplish your plans.

 When you win, we plan to raise the roof
and lead the parade with our banners.
May all your wishes come true!

 That clinches it—help’s coming,
an answer’s on the way,
everything’s going to work out.

 See those people polishing their chariots,
and those others grooming their horses?
But we’re making garlands for God our God.
The chariots will rust,
those horses pull up lame—
and we’ll be on our feet, standing tall.

 Make the king a winner, God;
the day we call, give us your answer. 

Psalms 20 vs. 1-9

There it is. He hears. He knows. He sent help before I asked. Now I wait. 

Lord I lift up all of those who are trapped in desperate circumstances. I pray that you would send reinforcements from your Holy Hill. Help us wait with patience and trust that you are in control. In Jesus name, Amen.