The King of Kings is all you need, that is the answer to your problems. When it seems we will drown, and the waves are high, and we cry "Lord we perish!"...
Jesus is saying, "Ye of little faith"... He loves you, and I've learned through a life of problems I never thought it possible to get through..... that I'd get through it - and He brought me through all. Did I like in the beginning what things He allowed? No. I'll rephrase..... I hated some of the things that happened with a passion.
Throughout my life I've compared my circumstances and problems to others. This person has so little problems in comparison to me... That person has so many blessings and never struggles. What did I do Lord God? Where did I go wrong in trying to do good?
I prayed. That's what I did, and He changed the entire scene. I was transformed from a boy into a man and child of God. My faith was turned into more than a mustard seed. My heart learned that my relationship with Him..... is the rock I stand on. Not the waves I think I'm walking on, because water doesn't hold dense weight and it wasn't holding me nor Peter. Jesus is who I was standing on.
Then the waves got higher, the wind almost blew me off balance, and the lightning was striking all around me with deafening thunder - life's hardest problems. The things I had to deal with became my focus. Things being hard on me became my focus. Losing everything I had became my focus.
He took many things I considered good from me. Life is still very hard in many ways. But when I turned my eyes back to Jesus, and cried like Peter did... "Lord save me!" as I sink in my faithlessness, all the problems became His, because I was happy even if I slept in the cold in the woods or under a bridge. Even if I ate grasshoppers, grass, and small birds. I was His, and I was going home one day. That small bit of faith that cried out to Him, knew He would come.
Whatever He chooses is for our best. My horrid conditions and pathetic life led me away from the problems that would have kept me in the miserable state I was in for the rest of my life.
When life turns to chaos and everything is ripped from us.... God is doing the most work for our own good. The splinter must come out, the infection must be healed, and the reward will be far more than a lifetime of ice cream could ever compare to. It's hard to let go and trust when the flood rushes in and kills all your family, such as Job's case. But He knows you love Him, and He has chosen you. Many called, few chosen.... and those chosen are chosen because He knows when it comes down to it - They keep trusting though it's hard, never curse Him because it's painful, always love Him because they know there is a reason.
I'm not sure what I've written will speak to you, but that doesn't matter to me - because He told me to write. I don't like doing this really much anymore, but He is the one giving this to you, so I trust there is a purpose.
I read Matthew 27 every night in my Bible, and I ask myself... Do I deserve what He has given me? The answer is always the same and has never been different. No... Regardless how horrible life is for me, the few things I do have, I don't deserve them, and I didn't deserve what He did for me in that chapter.
So I have much. Much more than I deserve, and then some. Even if I lose everything and become paralyzed, needing help from people all day just to live... He gave me life, and then on top of it life eternally. I will take whatever cup He gives me no matter the consequence.
In this, I find myself happy in Him. I feel Him walking behind me everywhere I go. I hear Him tell me He loves me when everyone is furious at me and hates me. I always talk to Him, and know that He is listening and wants to. And then things get better, the storm blows over and the horrid things become things He used to make my life better than it was before He began ripping things from me.
Silly storm, why did I ever believe in your illusions? He never left me.
